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Holiday is coming...
An intense feeling now
But that nursery rhyme?
Not from the lips of big fellas
The space shall soon be killed
Like no more of the holy days
A stint out of race
To get a tincture of shalom
Deeply
Wish of immortality
In a state of nothing to do
Contrary to the natural blueprint
Mama and Papa
Soften the set up of the abode
By any of the three means
Somewhere exactly or like home is our next destination
DAUDA ONAWOLA
08130555674
onawoladaud@gmail.com
@d.phinix
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