On Rare Night, Not All,
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Emmanuel George Cefai
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On rare night, not all,
Not all nights,
There be a cunning Shroud
That stealthy paces and paces
With footsteps in the sand
At the beaches of Porto Ercole
And the stars are above
And the town dreams and sleeps
And it be night
Precisely mid-night striking
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