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Stephen O Amadi

Stephen O Amadi

Writers XXVII

These are the real
                                    Poets/writers
                       The ones with glasses and
                              Always taking pictures
                                In black/white
                      The ones in the coffee shop
                              That lost the will
                        To move their heads
                          The drunk ones
                    That lives on high ground
                       And the ones i wish
                               Not to
                             Mention.

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Life - I

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I have read them enough to fill me With tenderness; to sigh a relief On my soul with heavenly mind, Because now i could sight them far… As they would lease pleasure to me…
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One will fail to believe, if not Seen or perceived, what solemnly; Another heart had muster Precariously, for intent or brief A talent titled grief.



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