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Jan 2020
Don't judge the path I walked because of my past
The future isn't promised but I still learn to walk fast.
Casting out the possibilities but still hoping on what seems to come fast.

Different journey but a few to play the game with their hands *****
The paper we chasing don't mind if I look at you *****.

Crumbled notes all we have is the accumulated paper
Being a sinner is not just how I choose to find the paper
Moving steps but the path is a sinful one.
Written by
Mark kenny  27/M/Nigeria
(27/M/Nigeria)   
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