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Jan 2020
It's your daily prayer
I get kicked out of the world
to the land
of the unknown

I keep telling you
wishes are horses
and your will will actually be

'Tis you. You ken this evil agenda
Congratulations!
Now I'm going to this land forever

Don't ask of me from my friends
You'll ask
but nothing you'll get
Don't seek, you won't find
Don't knock, there is no door

If remorsefulness beckons you
just call my name
by my sepulcher
and I'll answer you -
Karmatically
Michael Twum Appiah Adjei
Written by
Michael Twum Appiah Adjei  M/Ghana
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