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Apr 2020
Hot sour liquids
Roll from my eyes
Taking turns
As they roll
On my flooded cheek
Matthew,
Your dark and shine boy
Will not see you again
As you ply the world beyond
I miss the dove in you
To my Dad who departed this world in 2016.
Ayodeji Oje
Written by
Ayodeji Oje  M/Nigeria
(M/Nigeria)   
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   Bogdan Dragos
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