The wonders of our love be so magical,
when we be different in form, our hearts
do bind us to make us one,
For as time and space may drift us apart,
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so everyday I live my life,
without regret of living acts,
for everyday I live my life,
I do my best like its my last.
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We are like Naked soles treading on thorns, helpless and lonely in fate's turns. We are like muds under Oluwere, tasting droplets of the sky's shower. We despise our conditions,
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As you go to bed, may angels guard your head, may you sleep in a cherubim's hand, in dream, dwell in the seraphim's land, wake in peaceful ease, as heaven's sonorous hymn, offer you a sweet night dream.
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What do men make of life, a property, personal right of ownership, a War, the field where death and violence thrive. a game, lie upon lie for leadership. I see what men make of life! a race, rats running to no end,
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Who tills the path of man,
who draws the map?
Who draws the dotted lines,
who fills the gap?
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Waves of the creek splashed at my feet, as I and my compatriots jumped down in eagerness, our journey from the Isle of Snake has started, and we watched the boat man roar his engines away.
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