Ah! Then A Quiet End, The End
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Emmanuel George Cefai
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And then a stop.
A grinding of the wheels.
I see the face of Immortality
Surprised.
And smiling devilish a face
We hate.
And in her hand a sickle held
That dripped slow blood.
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