To Himself He Kept Asking
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Emmanuel George Cefai
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This?
That?
To himself he kept asking
Haggard crawled his sleepy
feet
in those drowsy mists of colors changing
night once begun willed not to end
here,
here could Humanity notice?
This?
That?
To himself he kept asking
Haggard crawled his sleepy
feet
This?
That?
To himself he kept asking
Bu şiiri puanla
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