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Dec 2018
Clothe me in your arms and chew my words like a bubble gum wobbles at the mercy of your dentals
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Play me a rhythm and watch my feet twist to the magic of an African goat skin wrapped on artistically crafted wooden cylinder
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Dear future wife, judge not the sins I hip like the pyramids of the great sokoto caliphate hidden beneath my pseudo royal regalia
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I was born free yet adulthood preen the shackles of my forefathers crime deep to the pinnacle of my excellence.
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Pardon my unfaithful bruises and i vow not to fall again if you be my shadow,
If you teach me and I promise not to forget,
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Just as creation owes visit to the great beyond "death", I owe you a kiss for the love you offered, an apology for the wrongs I couldn't avoid
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Judge not the wounds you see, nor the scars I hide; for each has its story,
Just as we will have a lullaby for our babies, lets set pace for our future
MBAMTO.
Hasley
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Hasley  25/M/Nigeria
(25/M/Nigeria)   
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