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Sep 2018
Was it not yesterday when I was born with pain and grief
Now I’m dying, why is my life short and brief
The autumn leaves are falling; the tree is about to exhaust its leaves
The voice within are calling; I could hear the phoenix sobbing as it flew across the cliff
In a more sympathetic sound
I see the angels falling from the sky like Neptune stars
I feel their fingers pointing towards my bleeding heart
It’s time my mind and soul escape remaining part
I could hear the sands of time ticking tack
The sky drew near as the digit counts
My world has breach a ******
I lay myself in my drench bed
Like a road; I’ve reach a dead end
I know the time has come for me to leave, forever
I lay myself to sleep forever
Abdullateef Moshood
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Abdullateef Moshood  31/M/Ogbomoso, Oyo, Nigeria
(31/M/Ogbomoso, Oyo, Nigeria)   
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