We get gulped in depths of impassioned passions,
Emotional emotions, a tempest raging, a force too strong,
Love is no longer the endearment of Shakespear's pen,
The true love that concurs all is only a poet's mirage,
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Do we need saving?
We, who walk the tightrope of existence,
Balancing dreams and despair,
With hearts tethered to the weight of the world,
...
Once I felt the patent feeling acutely too,
A spark within, a flame anew,
Wouldn't deter the impetus will that took me in,
A journey's start, with heart and kin.
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Welcome to Shamukuni Street,
Where the city breathes in vibrant chaos,
Police sirens whirling,
A symphony of urgency and defiance—
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I took my first steps,
barefoot on the cracked earth,
the whispers of ancestors woven
into the fabric of our days.
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