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    Just like a  train
    Which has many coaches
    Success shall surround me
    Like pepples around the ocean
    Just like a snail
    Which lives in it's own shell
    Goodness will govern my earth
    And victory, my bosom friend
    Just like the sun
    which sings a glowing song
    My voice shall be heard
    By living and in the lands of the dead
    Just like a rose
    whose fragrance we admire
    I shall grow deep in people's heart
    and be lifted above all mares
    Just like grasses
    which grows upon the crust of the earth
    I shall live longer
    Better and stronger
    Just like a torch
    which points through pathways
    my life will be like a star
    Lighting the paths of the moon
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  • Oyin Young: Sunday, 5 February 2017 at 21:28:00
  • Label(s): Kingsley Godstime , Poems
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