Rules, If Any, Are Impromptu
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Emmanuel George Cefai
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Rules, if any, are impromptu
And from the Muse are
Whispered in to the sub-conscious of the night
Into willing ears that absorbing
Wake and the first verses sing of Dawn
From the balcony of a small house
Overlooking land and air and oxygen.
And stirring
Motion
Life!
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