Canto del Tauro ancient underground in dark cellars
my shadow but now listen carefully: you are free
left the road like a shot taken
runes beyond
abyss - but they are empty euphemisms
peace and if I did pacere me to myself.
Peace is during the battle - this I learned a moon
oblique look at me today while I tend to plow my shadow
hands across the street I wiped the sweat and the wounds will not follow
solemn processions
but under the counter will track the paths of the soul
... Paths runic
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