Water so sweet    
 to purify the arm of the assassins    
 so that the Holy Chrism    
 crochet some advances.        
  
 Thus put me on notice    
 to receive the pardon of the condemned    
 and count the days    
 of my reclusive life.        
  
 Animals passed under the window    
 the night of starry whispers    
 that the chimeras split    
 with great thrusts.        
  
 Can't but    
 I called father and mother    
 from the belly of the earth    
 to the hair of bare trees.        
  
 I got it    
 to accompany the crew    
 without getting caught in the ropes    
 of this assignment to the work.  

  There was there   
  and the musk and the wound
  only at the fork
  the day was barely widening.


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