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I AM
by Kola Tubosun
lost in thoughts maze
and twisting lanes
as I seek a swift leeway
to more pristine plane
See amidst this famous storm
one last lost muse,
in turbulent repose.
Loose me now
when hope beckons
in wide breaths.

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2005 Subjective Substance All rights reserved.
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