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07/01/2019 11:41 am
When a man sinks into the wells of life
He doesn’t know how to stop the strife
He must pry into the thoughts of his mind
Willing or not;it exhumes and he is blind.
In his conundrum ways suffice
Coming in like water embracing thes oil.
In aged age of aptness he smiles the mice
He malice the world as he takes a solitude coil.ABUH MONDAY ENEOJO
© Monday, the poet
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