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Fortune has now become a fantasy,
Ever since pain and tears flooded in…
Our hankies soaked, we lost Goodluck
And everything changed just as promised
Hence, compatriot… break a leg as you beg
For your freedom from your phantom…
As for me, I am fed up with all these
Old berries and rotten fruits on trees.
The thick blood we share is still Flowing through valleys and hills From the landscape of the shores And the irony of sea storms. Now…
Sisters can be annoying But most times so adoring They are like a flowing stream Into lakes they fill to brim Not minding if they…
I have seen shallows and deep Most people will render help Only for a hug and kiss, But I get the bliss I wish. Not…
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