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Jan 2019
I thought i had a fever,
When he came to me.
Must had had it really,
But to me it was hallucination -
Part of the breaking of the fever.

Then i saw him real, coming to settle in front of me with the scythe handy-his staff of office. He Must have wanted to get done with the job at hand 'I' but had a change of heart.

Not a word he said but took off the direction he came. I knew it was second chance given to me. For not Always did he do such..

#WILLIAMSMARTA (TWEENCOOL) # "MAMO'S POETRY #
Written by
MartaOnche  24/F/Nigeria
(24/F/Nigeria)   
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