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Lastly, the day light betrays
The polished lie’s face Hidden behind the colored masks Practicing the deceptive medicine dance That kills life on behalf of the carnival The dawns of the own days unveil The powerful wave that deprive Us of the same earth and drive Within the same dark water Of long ago sublime turns Suddenly into a dance of death Finally, the day defeats the night Cherubic peace beats down The noisy dissipation With grooves engraved in black and white My face- with eyes hardly half-opened After the sand which filled the abyss Of the multicolored daily illusions- Leaves off the dream That caused the night awakenings Some of its reminiscences persist After the fight with the beast Nourished from myself-denial Asking me to be nobody or someone else He would wanted to win the supremacy I am hungry for soul He is hungry for the unbearable Smell of the putrid blood Now he is licking his claw After the trial to devour me At the indefinite intervals Is dripping wax From the igneous illusion’s candle Molded on my temple
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