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Dec 2023
One man's will; another man's want,
We all shoot our words with an offensive gun,
And chase the time like cowards who run.
The chorus of life; we all sing her song,
Speaking of the past in a present tongue.
The future of one man; another man won't want,
The chorus of life unveiled; we all sing her song.
Odd Odyssey Poet
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Odd Odyssey Poet  25/M/Zimbabwe
(25/M/Zimbabwe)   
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