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Sep 30
I was here before,
But this atmosphere is different ,
Have you seen  butterflies That looks like the earth? With colours  so well harmonized that it fits perfectly on Thier wings in beautiful patterns and they can fly high through the clouds on the  streets where these young dreamers sat.
Young boys! Driven with purpose
Curious explorers,
men who saw visions beyond this realm...
But What's this new realm called?
This realm were they don't see, hear or feel!
They've gone blind on all senses
They all walk sideways
Addict's!
Drug addicts
Exalted fraudstars
Frustrated pornstars
They're lost!
They're all lost!!
No, Not our boys!
But our leaders !!
They're lost!! And they're intentional! About it ,
When the villain plays the hero!
The citizens would be lost in a loop..
I can't even look
...................but he threw the native chalk and said, a man would come, he comes with liberation , he's lost too but he would find his way
Reflected smile
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Reflected smile  25/M/Nigerian
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