Ball Of Dusk
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Emmanuel George Cefai
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The
Ball of dusk
How
Sad it moved
In it
Faces of yellow
Or masks
Stood
The ball of dusk
That
Moved slow
And sad
And
Drear
I
Saw
The
Population
Grow
In
That
Sad
Ball
In
It
I looked
And
My feet
Dropped
As
By
A magnet
Drawn
Into that ball
Around
My
face
A
Hand
Put on
A
Mask
I
Felt
And
Round
My
Back
A
Cape
Of
Red
Was
Put
Danced
We
All
Danced
Danced
The
Ball
Of
Dusk
No
One
Spoke
And
Silent
All
Moved
Slow
And
Dreamy
In
That cankered
Ball
I
Heard
I
Felt
The
Chains
Of
Past
Fall
Down
For
I
Was
Dreamy
In
The
Ball
Of
Dusk
I
Was
I
Was
Sinister
Lone
Dreary
We
Danced
And
Danced
And
To
Each
Other
Spoke
Not
But
Danced
And
Danced
Into
That
Ball
Of dusk:
Then
As
Night
Broke
And
All
The
Silent
Stars
As
One
By
One
They
Came
And
Grew
And
Shone
I
Heard
A
Scream
The
Dancers
Ran
Fading
In
Mists
Of
Drear
As
They
Ran
And
Alone
In
Funereal
Solitude
Remained
I
Standing
In
The
Ball
Of
Dusk
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