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9Ja Palava

One jumble For the pains So I no go fumble Even amidst trouble For this rumble of life. My brain Dey burst This thinking Don dey cause migraines Make me won to migrate To a place Where I feel calculate and relate. Even when I meditate I no fit get the kind state Of mind I need I've got a turbulent mindset This country no easy for anyone No body to lean on, come make am over hard.

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