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Dec 2019
Just when I thought all was lost
There he came in plunging
Plunging into the dungeon
The dungeon of shame, worthlessness and  depression
On his wings he carried me
Lifting me high above the cloud
To his secret place he took me
Showed me how much I was endowed
Whispered into my ear
Things no man had ever said
And that was all the medicine
Needed to echo in my head
That I would always be
Far more than enough
Written by
Comfort Quainoo
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