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  • I don't mind the sun sometimes, the hieroglyphs it shows,

    I can taste you on my lips and smell you in my gauze,

    Cinnamon and sugary and softly mummified,

    You never know just how to look through the all-seeing Horus eye.

  • when I die I better be buried with some awesome cologne like these mummies!

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