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"bamenda" poems
Prized Liquid Water was the one thing that so filled the earth since its foundation. It roofed the fascia of the deep from hoary time to the dividing. The ubiquity of this liquid during ancient times was nothing of remark. Man came into the scene, the story began to steadily alter and this change didn’t have a unique term till now. The earth’s climate has been altering to this day. Experts call it ‘Climate change’. In a city called Bamenda, water dearth has rocked households leaving even the opulent in grave angst. In another town, Magdar, water’s affluence smashed homes with oodles of fatalities. Water is precious? Yes, it is treasurable! However enormous risk is involved once it’s ubiquitous Yet absence of it can’t be endured.
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Jun 30, 2016
Jun 30, 2016 at 10:47 AM UTC
Prized Liquid