Day Stirs Slow.
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Emmanuel George Cefai
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Day
Stirs slow.
Already
The early cocks
Stopped singing
Already
The first birds
That chirped
Are throat-parched
Already
The sweet cool of freshness
Is
By the raw hands of uncouth
Sacrifice
Tainted
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