Grief!
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That was what I heard
traveling from
Ghargur to old Valletta.
Grief!
that was what echoed in my brain.
thought that followed on thought
in Dantesque train.
that night I slept
it rained
and thunder woke me
through the window-panes
the white light flashed
over me and went.
I woke in terror.
Grief!
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