Life Vicissitudes - Poem by Kolade Seun
So used to life, death looks strange.
Gourdously feasting are the populace on this morbid meal.
Evenly shared are the particles of odious thoughts.
After life of this walls,
Every thing behind it becomes blur.
A new erupting vision...
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If yes, I think you must have an answer to my question... I would appreciate if you can answer me...
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