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Stephen O Amadi

Hugging Past

I have learned from so many arts
And little art had learned from me,
I have gazed at so many light
And few lights had gazed at me,
I have seek and wander for too long
And my tears could not careless
Or cry for me,
I have lived for few years and numbers
Could not count for me,
I have bear with so many grieve
And grieves should not bear with me,
I have not won a single heart; for love had failed
To deliver to me.

(2014)

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