A Ghastly Face Have I
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Emmanuel George Cefai
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A ghastly face have I
A skeleton
A ghost
A roar of thunder
In the wild and hoar
In the dance of the ancient ghosts
In the hoar of the desert snows:
The ghastly face remains
Nay
To ghostly face transforms.
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