Little Lost And Little Gained
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Emmanuel George Cefai
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Little lost and
Little gained
The clock ceased
And now remain
The last moments
Open the grave
Throw the broken chains away
That tied him to Earth
They're gone
And there now no conscious joy
Pride or glory
But a hole
That deep withers in the ground
Resting place, home, altar
Found.
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