Bacchanalians
E
Emmanuel George Cefai
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Garland on head
In place.
Your hands dainty
Delicate
On the Capitol
Will crown me.
For in the throes
Of the wine-drinking
My soul of verses
Find I
Rising:
The anguish in
The Inner Soul
Produces.
I,
The Bacchanalian
Crowned and green.
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