Paved Pool
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Emmanuel George Cefai
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around the paved pool
the slave stood taking
a breath from the hard life.
Saw him the princess and
loved.
But she saw the mountains in
between where conventionality
fights Love and wins.
And sighed every day the sad
princess.
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