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Jan 2021
Love like an ice cream,
Melts under the sun,
And flows into the river;
Never to return again.

Floored by love,
Too late to love.
It doesn't rain all day;
Lest it turns a malady.

A toast to long life;
A farewell to love;
Let the dead rest,
And life goes on.
Written by
Victor Oyewole
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