Oct 2017
THE PREVIOUS EVENING
The previous evening, your memory stole into my heart—
as spring clears uninvited into desolate greenery enclosures,
as morning breezes revive lethargic deserts,
as a patient all of a sudden can rest easy, for no evident reason ...
The previous evening, your memory stole into my heart—
as spring clears uninvited into desolate greenery enclosures,
as morning breezes revive lethargic deserts,
as a patient all of a sudden can rest easy, for no evident reason ...
(M/Nigeria)
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