Echoed
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Emmanuel George Cefai
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Echoed
From mount to mount
The voices of freedom
Whispering:
For
What conqueror will
The chains of mountains
Snowy
One by one displace?
Or leave the mourning
Of the borrowed founts?
Sub-Conscious is like that:
The words you feel the
Words you experience
And not analyze.
I heard
And will to hear
The voices of freedom itself
Whispering
We
The besieged inhabitants of
The shady earth
We
The besieged inhabitants of
The humid heavens.
We.
We.
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