Then Through The Forest Thicket
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Emmanuel George Cefai
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Then
Through the forest thicket
Cut he:
Bough on bough
He brushed aside
The moon shone not
Through such thick foliage
Wild and savage
Kindred animals of the
Night
Broke raw and random
That misty silence:
Then
The Scream
The Voice that from Heaven
Broke
The pre-birth of that Dawn.
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