Lavoura Arcaica
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Until someday...
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a pestilent breath...
:11:37
invades our carefully
sealed boundaries...

:11:40
reaching the surroundings
of our home...

:11:44
seeping slyly through the slits
of our doors and windows...

:11:50
catching an unaware member
of our family...

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no hand in our home...
:12:00
shall clench a fist
against the stricken brother.

:12:06
Let each one of us look...
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more candidly than ever...
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upon the desperate brother.
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And the care of each one shall
be given to this needy brother,

:12:22
each of us will inhale...
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the noxious odor of this brother...
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and our gentle hearts will
soothe his wounds...

:12:34
and our lips will tenderly kiss
his tousled hair.

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For love within the family
is the supreme form of patience.

:12:48
It is through family union...
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that we may find the
achievement of our principles.


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