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Jul 2015
The dark cashier took over
note by note she counted
placing one gently on the other
torn notes are ejected
anyway patiently i stood
waiting and somehow bored
there was no saying her mood
since she hardly looked up
done she gently looked at me
handing the notes in a sack
look carefully you will see
the summary on the wrap
that there is the price for a soul
well written so you may know
so i left the hall turned up
churned by every mistake i made
to reconcile the past was now a war
for everything done had been said
see am as guilty as is charged
the story you heard is true
when i admitted i was sad
it was another me being cruel
Love's divine
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Love's divine  Lagos Nigeria
(Lagos Nigeria)   
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   Brian Payamps and Rhet Toombs
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