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melody of life

ere half my days in this life of ours

where the bad get the most

where the bad gain the most

where happiness tends to be fake

where sadness turns the order of the day

ere half my day in this life of ours

where the good get the less

spirituality turns the conviction

where the good get confused

where the good turns bad

ere half my days in this life of ours

where we just have to live before we die.

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oluwo-olawale-ibrahim
lagos nigeria
Published
Jan 22, 2017
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