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Stephen O Amadi

Love - To A Novice

Love to a novice is sincerity and trust,
And to an expert with trampled edges;
Insanity at its deepest phase,
As discernment will love wisdom and
As richness will love power; love will
Never disperse even in might to bower.

(2014)

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