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i love to steal awhile away
my mother taught me that every night
in the sphere
along a river-side
brother, i am fire
why then, must we see?
we were not many
let me move slowly through the street
royal feast was done
i stand in the cold gray weather
i've won the race
pharaoh, king of egypt's land
all those treasures that lie
the agony of having too much power

 



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