You Shall Not Steal The Chill.
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Emmanuel George Cefai
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You shall not steal the chill.
To be it shall belong.
No snows, no, not even a flake.
But in the low bough the winds
Neigh a broken heart-cluster
And
In the higher boughs, the gales.
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