In Year Sixty-Seven
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Emmanuel George Cefai
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In year sixty-seven I
I
I navigate my vessel now
With hope some time
With fears some time
With hesitation too
With throbbing heart
With pulse feverish
And
In the end and to end relative
As Moses baby on the Nile
I leave myself in fear-hope
To navigate not but navigated be
And let the heavens guide all as I float.
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