Glorious Rolling Lines
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Emmanuel George Cefai
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Glorious rolling lines
And rising ends
In verse and song
Of absolute necessity
No,
Keep down,
Keep to just rarity.
The cycle turned
Around
Screamed
The wheel
As it was turning.
In the old monastery
Amidst Gregorian chants
Of middle night
Of Silence,
Incense was burning
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