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Call To Face the Crowd

He was called to face the crowd, He look at him self, in mirror and shout, He wish for this, some years, not now, But, he never knew it will be as quick, now now. He was happy, because is facing the crowd, Doing his things, because is holding the crown. He gathered confidence from the people around, Encouragement, from is families, at home, He went out and face the crowd, Speaks of his words, ways allowed. In friendly manner, in way they want, He was accepted, not in way they thought. And he was celebrated in the ways he want. Now is making his voice heard to the world at large. I was called to face the crowd, To make my writeups Speaks in the ways that touch... Am here, because am holding a crown. Phemmy Oluwafemi.

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