Crucified On The Old Hill
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Emmanuel George Cefai
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Crucified
On the old hill
Above the open plain
The level rock
Of pain.
The chill
The frost of pain
That a whip wields
Made of dried figs
Sere
Crucified
On the old hill
Above the open plain
The level rock
Of pain.
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