And Violin
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Emmanuel George Cefai
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And violin
how sad and slow and sick
the string, the notes, the play.
the dusk has suffered and has
gone weeping
the night followed close.
I saw Night pensive chin in hand
and furrowed head-brain
and silent pacing, pacing, pacing
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