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Feb 2015
They are inside illusion with selfish pen             They are outside sanity with greedy heart.         They cheat fancy things with imagery eye and dash feelings into the wind. Empty lines surrounding their walls in shallow daze,all poets say hello not even me bcus my spirit is water catch me if you can.you would probably hit the wrong side of all me little poets
Written by
Abraham Anyadike De lilteny  Nigeria
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