The Restless Inner Soul
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Emmanuel George Cefai
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The restless Inner Soul
How restless and how
Deep
The well laughed horribly
A silver coin that Time
Tossed into the well
Shone glittering against the moon that
Dared defy the drear of the dark night:
They had exhausted
The oxygen for thinking for a while
For a while – I assert –
They left unprejudiced
Their former rights to think -
Philosophize:
For restless was their Soul
Their Inner Soul
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