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Jun 2018
They told me
Son sit down
Because we don’t need to fight.
You can relax with benefits
So I left
But I came back
No one called me to arrive
I just had a feeling
The fight was here.
They would need a man of war in their midst
Because even though I left
I never took off my armor
So when I saw this day coming
I thought, Poor fools who would attack
They never accounted for me.
Written by
Michael Kusi  28/M
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