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Azure, ’tis I, come from Elysian shores To hear the waves break on sonorous steps, And see again the sunrise full of ships Rising from darkness u… Read More
Azure, ’tis I, come from Elysian shores To hear the waves break on sonorous steps, And see again the sunrise full of ships Rising from darkness upon golden oars. My solitary arms call on the kings Whose salty beards amused my silver hands. I wept; they sang of triumphs in far lands, And gulfs fled backward upon watery wings. I hear the trumpet and the martial horn That wield the rhythm of the beating blade, The song of rowers binding the tumult. And the gods! exalting on the prow with scorn Their ancient smile that the slow waves insult, Hold out their sculptured arms to my sad shade. From the French of Paul Valéry Read Less
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Photo: Jvdas Berra 
Photo Assistant: Noah Martz 
Model: Marianna Vázquez for The Orange Marketing 
MUA/Hair: Plastiko Velazquez 
Wardrobe: Lula 
Jewels: Ángel Montoya