MY JOURNEY
Ara'a tun ra ri
He release the clinging door,
To ease his grieving heart,
With tears from his brow,
Getting his anky socking wet,
And said --''Ara'a tun ra ri''--
And ''we shall meet again'',
And ''we shall be lovely'',
As ever without ''any pain'',
We would hold our hands again,
And ''walk around the land''
And ''stand as solid one''
In every time, til the end,
Then my weaked heart got up,
And my bitterness filled with bliss,
Upon the stood of living hope,
That my journey will be of peace,
Then I stand and say to him goodbye'
We shall meet again
WRITTEN BY
Ju Wan
AYORINDE EMMANUEL OLOWOEYO
Kolawole Emmanuel
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