My Brain Mind I Pressed
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Emmanuel George Cefai
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My Brain Mind I pressed and I pressed, but sterile it stood.
My Brain Mind I more pressed and more pressed and it was as a barren womb and a desert that stretched all of sand
But then giving up I pressed not the Brain Mind any longer, and of sudden came thoughts and came word for a chant and I sang.
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