I Saw The Figure Sit
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Emmanuel George Cefai
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I saw the Figure
sit
and in my heart
a kindred Fire
felt
Spoke not the Figure
Sad and haughty
Spoke not
yet saw I Van Gogh.
There was his face
sadness enthroned
and wounds.
I too
Sate by
in the distance.
We sate and spoke
not.
Yet we spoke much
and often,
we,
the kindred spirits
in the tragedy of Earth.
And shone
the glimmering stars
on us
sitting
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