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I passed with the wind like lightning

I stood as they stood and the east stopped

Haste stopped you and silence stirred you

And the wind carried you without kindness

And your belly is the place where the confused find

A tour around your slopes intending love

And you are the sign of the lost wandering

And you are the sign of everyone who came before

On it the feet stamp a symbol

On you the rest of the traces remain

And you are the sign of the journey that did not

Remove and you are a symbol without words

Therefore the dust upon you is patience

Therefore your patience with us from a correct perspective

So do not hold on to the feet of those who fled

On those who came to you with a spirit of division

And do not send your wind in faces

If they dust... then your action is like a strong blow

Therefore the dust upon you is your long awaited

Stop, do not do that, it generates a desire that raises.