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Anfractuous
You twist and wind uphill,
Defeating common logic
That informs ordinary will,
Quashing layman's magic.
Your miles can't mundane
Tools measure with ease,
Nor trifling men's suremises
Feign to fathom with peace.
Anfractuous is your course
Along travail's painful main,
Past warmths of kith or kin,
Beyond love's kiss and pain.
Up this odd adventurous tor
Shall my days curl their way,
Charting eerie paths via war,
Whereon saints tearful tread.
Copyright ©
Hannington Mumo
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