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Nov 2020
FALL ON MY LAPS
On the edge of a cliff
Fear and death rampaging, but
Fall on my sumptuous laps
And let neither fear nor death
Live to grow its deadly horns.
Kayode Steve Adaramoye Esq
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   Cné, Tanisha Jackland and Tylor
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