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Stephen O Amadi

Stephen O Amadi

Nightly Foreigners

I have read them enough to fill me
With tenderness; to sigh a relief
On my soul with heavenly mind,
Because now i could sight them far away
As they would lease pleasure to me in my sleep;
When the light is low and am
Out of humanly sight.

(2014)

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