The shivering cold of the wintery night;
The flakes of snow falling;
People pacing-up for reaching homes'
But our feet were reluctant to leave the Malabo;
Preferred to stay at the Malabo as long as we could;
Perhaps it was close to mid night;
And after dinner;
We unlike others;
Engaged in a gentle embrace,
And said our last goodbye!
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