Farm Of Animals
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Emmanuel George Cefai
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Farm
Of
Animals
That
In
The
Morning
Silent
Lie
Without
A
Noise
Without
A
Syllable
Then
As
The
Dusk
Full
Blushing
Red
Alights
And
Moving
Strides
To
Leave
The
Throne
To
Night
Begin
They
To
Chant
To
Talk
To
Cry
A
Babel
Will
Not
Be
More
Yet
These
Were
More
For
Between
Themselves
Understood
Each other
Reciprocal.
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