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On That Day When All Is Dark

For Ananga On that day when all is dark When I wake on that blackened day Though I wake to find no day I will burn a flower on my tiny finger And cipher the heart of the yelp © T. Wignesan - Paris, 1957 (from Tracks of a Tramp. Kuala Lumpur-Singapore: 1961; first pub. in "Forum Academicum", University of Heidelberg, 1957)

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