Thirteenth Hour, Then To The Thirteenth
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Emmanuel George Cefai
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Minute we are moving – hurry!
All my emotions are in fear’s flurry!
I must deposit my eggs before
I must sing my song before
I must finish the last verse of this part.
Hurry! Hurry!
The time will soon come; she will give birth.
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