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Ancient Egypt


Fields of grains and vines of grapes

The smell of sand in the air

Temples of gold

And stories of gods

A life full of plenty

 

Music and dancing

Fabulous dresses and gold jewlery

Nothing is misplaced

 

Feasts for the finest

Whose real faces are hidden by the masks of gods

And the makeup of royals

A life full of plenty

Nothing is misplaced

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