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Dec 2019
The sun sets,
As the sky burns,
Crimson red.

Red mist in the air
A warning to all.
Hide, run.
Shake, and quiver with fear.

The blood moon shall come.
Come for us all.
And it shall only bring,
Tears and blood.
Fọlábòmí Àmọó
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Fọlábòmí Àmọó  24/M
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