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Temitope Adebowale

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In a man's search for who he is
In his search for who he will be,
He encounters so many problems.
some are like the quicksand, some like mud, some like mountains

Some are so ready to swallow him just like the quicksand
Some are so ready to fall him just like the slippery mud
Some are ready to prove a worthy obstacle on his course just like the mountains

But in all things, the heart of a man should be gladdened because once this is achieved,
His name shall be imprinted in the sands of time or etched on a golden plate,
He will sit in the Hall of Fame

Submitted: Monday, April 15, 2013
Edited: Tuesday, April 16, 2013

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{20-1-2012}

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