Rocks That Seep Blood
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Emmanuel George Cefai
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Rocks
Rocks that seep blood
Slow and heart-like
Your time
Be all the time
Your sadness
Be of all times
Rocks move not
But yet
I feel them as
A thumping heart
That tells of sufferings.
And pain.
And useless Dawns.
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