Untitled Poem by Rowland Howells Ibifiri Orumbie

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I feel strained and drained
Of every ounce of my aim
Just can't shoot for the stars
I get stuck in clouds of smokes
Searching for signs of hope
In this lonely track of life
Hunted by ghosts of white lies.
ReeZy (2018)

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