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Feb 2020
I have transversed the most beautiful mountains
Across the hills and the valleys
Solely accompanied by nature
The whistling breeze
And the gushing Rivers

In my sojourn
I met beautiful beasts
Devouring me became their delight
Painting in my blood their fantasy
They toiled and tried
But grace found me

They wanted my sun set at noonday
With a blazzing sword
Shinning in the hands of a Master Goldsmith
Carefully crafted for vengeance
The Master smoth them all
Like thin air they vaporized

Why me, I asked
Why should anyone care
Even in my unfaithfullness
Then i heard that still small voice
Right in the middle of my travails
Your transgressions I have blotted
"I will walk with you"

Again, my mountains became stunning
My crooked path straight
My future breath-taking
Suddenly, i saw hope
In the midst of abandonement
Because my case is different
And it's my new dawn
Written by
Babatunde Raimi
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