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Aug 2018
I saw it drop on my glass, The stone you casted against time to sit on my face.  I  saw it toiling with my glass. When it came, it droped at my feet and eroded into a shameless sand.  I had a sweet chemistry at that time glittering in my soul and today you are in the wind sharing flowers with the earth. I feel perturb at this point.
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Sekani
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Sekani  23/M/Port harcourt
(23/M/Port harcourt)   
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   JL Smith
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