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What We Tell Ourselves by Dike’ Okoro
She said she forgot Her smile in a Drum without beat I refuse to blame her Since my whispers these days Are without memory So you are not alone My dear, in this Business of kisses That bite w
She said she forgot Her smile in a Drum without beat I refuse to blame her Since my whispers these days Are without memory So you are not alone My dear, in this Business of kisses That bite
She said she forgot Her smile in a Drum without beat
I refuse to blame her Since my whispers these days Are without memory
So you are not alone My dear, in this Business of kisses That bite
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