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I like me
Tune your identity To the new definition of crazy: Be you You’ve tried for too long To be what you are not Prune away stress Be you The wisest doesn’t know it all Your true worth and destiny Lies in no man’s advice You only discover you By being you Sometimes, Conquering the world Winning…
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That song speaks to me
It was a cold, wet, Saturday evening I had gone to campus to study all day And was now headed home Tired and hungry As I exited the university campus I heard an old English song Playing softly on a radio Hanging in a security post I could not understand What the sad old white…
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18XX – Part 7
“Bushman,” he repeated the words to himself. She called him a bushman, a good-for-nothing illiterate that she felt ashamed to introduce to her acquaintances. “Wolves live in the jungle. Go there and join your brother and sister wolf in the jungle, bushman!.” Sanaa spat the words one day during an acrimonious dispute between her and…
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18XX – Part 6
It was by accident we discovered the truth. She was in love with him, from the first day she set eyes on him. Her home was hell, her husband a bushman she could not connect with on a deeper level. Then comes this young, intelligent and handsome guy who to her, represents an escape from…
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National Best Witch
“30 minutes more!” The invigilator announced. With a disorganized mind and perspiring hands I tried to complete the nonsense I was writing, struggling to have a firm grip on my pen. “Gosh! I am doomed!” It finally dawned on me. It was like the final seconds to the whistle for a team down by two…
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Grow soft
There are things in life once your soul spots them, it will never take its eyes off them and will never consider its stay on earth worth the trouble without ever laying its feet on these things. And to get them, you must discipline your soul to take its eyes off them for a moment…
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Accidental Thoughts – 1
The smell of fresh cash In hands that haven’t seen them for a while “At long last!” Hadn’t finished saying those words And a pair of hungry mouths Pop up to claim share Don’t remember seeing their names On the wad of notes Obliged to give Having known how it feels To be hungry Perhaps…
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Your past came knocking
Your past came knocking It came with a message packaged in the person of your Ex The urge to open it was strong But I resisted Wanted you to read it and tell me what it means for us Whatever you decide I just want you to know Darling, my collection of happiness That you…
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Creativity is a child
A true artist Doesn’t impose His lyrics On a beat But let the beat Speak to him A true sculptor Is an emancipator Granting liberty To beauties Trapped in wood and clay A true writer Is always a guest To inspiration His guide On an adventure To unplanned destinations
Diary of a Wanderer 