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Oct 2020
My feet were planted on the mountains of Garsherbrum.
My arm as wide as the Amazon,
I wore a linen called purple,
Surely I became a God to my people.
I'll keep releasing it in parts. Don't miss this series as you can.
Written by
Lanech  F/Nigeria
(F/Nigeria)   
154
   MS Anjaan
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