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Jul 2022
All come to an end,
Every good,
Every bend,
The bad brood;

The pregnancies women carry,
Elephants and mice, too,
So, why worry,
And every time blue?

The magical love story,
Unbelievable romance,
Meteoric fame and glory,
That heartbreak, ******, messy and gory;

Eventually the king gives up his cause,
However long the queen might live,
Longevity eventually runs it course,
And another's the crown to receive.
There is a time for everything. A time to pretend everything is fine. And yet a time to be confronted with the mendacity of the falsehood we live.
Dada Olowo Eyo
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Dada Olowo Eyo  NIGERIA
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