Dry And Arid
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Emmanuel George Cefai
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Dry
Dry and arid
The somber earth
Wrinkled and wrinkling:
Thorns had long
Been growing
But now
Had grown
Grown in parts
Profusely:
Yet
Here
Here was the Lyric
The Pain
The Sudden Hurting
Look!
The Man is Fading
For on the Plain Edge
The Twilight lurks
And
The Man is walking,
Walking towards the Twilight Edge
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