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Words- Oro
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Words
It sometimes comes
as a whisper
flashing slyly
like an unsheathed sword
effortless in its escape
stainless in its will
It sometimes roars
fuming with malicious intent
like a glistening guillotine
hovering over many heads
It sometimes flows
with a steamy passion
entrenched with cunning roots
quietly silhouette
Stealthily amidst the quiet shadows
Subtly enforcing
tiring the feeble minds
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Olakunle Campbell
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