When The Pulse Of The Verse Quickens
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Emmanuel George Cefai
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When the pulse of the Verse quickens
Desire consumes me into its fire
And anger often throbs into its ire
Thus yearn I
Thus want I
Thus will I
And then I know that I shall sing
And that the flow of verse will
A new Spring out of this hoar winter bring.
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