The Tempests
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Emmanuel George Cefai
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The sea is calm
The tempests went
That tore and ripped
The fort ago.
Yet
Though and all
Albeit
With heavy heart
All linger I.
Though sea be calm
Though tempests went
More tired roam
More drowsy-spent
More lost
Directionless
More drowning in the
Vats of cruel disappointments:
Though sea be calm
Though tempests went
Bu şiiri puanla
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