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The new day
(in death of my brother Mauritius)
Now the veils of
Maya have fallen
And no longer
covers your body
The armor of the
Syrian Naaman
I see on your face
again
Shining the
ancient light
Of our childhood
games
When hopes
were all to come
And the misleading
curtain
Which hardens the
hearts
Had not yet come
between us
Run now
On your nimble
legs
Wait for me in the
sunny lands
Where the sun
never sets down.
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