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Everyday birth news
That suddenly let loose
Same forms of pain and tears
Experienced all these years…
Wish our generations
Would end the corrosions,
Of crimes and injustices
To lift peace that entices…
And join us together
As parts of each other
Enough of condolences
Begotten from violence.
I hear the mumbles and whispers I hear you say I am a broken fryAnd I am weird when I laugh or cryI know you…
Have you seen my Enyinanya !His heart is where my life liesSupplier of stomach butterfliesNanya is the air I breathMy sugarplum, so I thought….Until clogs…
Yes! she is beautifulAnd oh yes! It is trueBut mallow is evilSaying, mirror mirror!Her eyes are wild openYet she just wrecks the coneA proud witch…
You are a Swan, sweetest of wineBeauty of a peacock, an immortal luckThe carnation in ample of an appleAnd a sparrow of the Cupid’s arrow.…
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