A Centaur Walking Valletta At Night
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Emmanuel George Cefai
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I
Poet Seer disguised myself
Into a Centaur
Came out in the
Depth of Night
To feel the pinch of
Beauty and delight
To feel the cold,
The chill, the frost,
And waning light
To hear my paces
Break the solitude
And
Thus walking yield
My Inner Soul to Night
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