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Every man
Is for himself..
Just like a shirt,
With tight long sleeve
You try to wear
Or take it out,
Until you learn
Not to expect,
Much from people
And a pie crust
Nothing you will
Get done to dust.
Best helping hand
Is at the end
Of a long sleeves,
Just you to fend.
I know of a dark lady Who is such a darling She isn’t that stainless But she is the sweetest of goddess She makes the…
Staying a bit longer, to me is no more Since sands turned to bloods on the floor Somebody, anybody come save me Save me from…
We fight to save threatened vultures At same time, screaming, ‘save nature’ The next day, she wrecks havoc Tearing down even papers and rocks. (C)…
You were part of our culture With an integral function Sanguine oh Sanguine Sanguine oh Sanguine! Do you detest Nigeria So much that you forgot…
Humorously true. My people have a saying that your own arm is your closest kin. After God, na only you sure pass. 💪
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Gbam
The hammer is on the nail here ooo. O.Y.O. lol
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Ecclesiastes 11:1 KJVS
Cast thy bread upon the waters: for thou shalt find it after many days.
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Yes…
It means worry not, I guess.
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Nope! What it means is: help someone in need and when the time comes that you need help someone will help you.
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Okay
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But trust me, i am my own self on my own lane, but i’d help if i can
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Lol.
OYO mood… On your own.
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lol
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