All is well

I fear no death
I just want to live
I fear death
Coz am yet to live

I recovered well
Not by the troche 
The love that keeps standing tall
Is just amazing as such

We see no evil 
We do not trouble the mind
Thought all is owed to the devil
But most in human we find

I am human
That always dream a glance of there
Let me reign in heaven 
Whenever my peace comes near

More years of love to keep strong
While peace troubles love
Both become fused a plug
Grant me more times to move 

No prove in doubt
Nor aim at clock
All we acquired as plot
Others get at ease to unlock

I wear no sleeve
I just want to feel warm
I wear sleeve
Coz harmattan is regaining its form
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