Tempest Over Valletta
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Emmanuel George Cefai
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Over Valletta
When the tempest comes
The thunders roar
As in the olden
Centuries
Tremble the streets
The houses
Vibrate more
And tremble
The tempest cloud
Sad and angry
Flies over the city
All eyes
And remains
Sad and angry.
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