π•Šπ•¦π•”π•™ β„€π• π•Ÿπ•– Poem by Emmanuel Joseph Olumakiss

π•Šπ•¦π•”π•™ β„€π• π•Ÿπ•–



In such zone it is no longer dear to live
Where one hardly get a sign of relief
Love is not built on the bedrock of disguise
To avoid the story that touch
It is above making claims about things we own
That is not truly ours.

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