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Jan 2015
THEY WENT AWAY FROM ME,
LEAVING MY INFANT BEHIND,
I AWOKE AND I FIND THEM NOT,
NOW I HAVE LEARNED NOTHING MORE THAN LONELINESS.

DAY AND NIGHT I CRY AND LONG FOR THEM,
WHEN THEY COME PASS ME,I TRACE THEIR FOOTSTEPS,
ALL IS LOST IN THE RAIN,THAT MY EYES LET FALL.

NOW I HAVE LEARNED NOTHING LESS THAN LONELINESS.
NO DAMSEL HAS YET FOUND ME,
EVEN WHEN I SEARCH THEY ARE LOST IN THE CROWED,

HERE,I WILL LODGE AND BUILD MY HUT,
AND WAIT FOR SHE THAT WILL COME,
WHEN SHE IS COME,EVEN JULIET WILL SAY,
ROMEO NEVER DID SO WELL LOVE ME.
I have grown up before i learned to call my mum,mum.
KING JOHN MICHEAL
Written by
KING JOHN MICHEAL  Abuja,Nigeria
(Abuja,Nigeria)   
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