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Dusty papyrus and
Ancient hieroglyphics
Kept in three chambers
Of the heart
A pilgrimage
To pyramids
And catacombs
The night embalmed
Dark corners and
Crowded bazaars
Music and dance
An urn full
Primeval symbols
And spirits
And fragrance
To preserve.

Between the shadow and the soul

Nothing better on a rainy cold night than a bit of Pablo Neruda - Sonnet XVII.