The turning clock,
Dangling pendulum,
Revolving earth,
Burning sun;
Time has cast her spell on me
The luminescent skies,
Frozen memories,
Apathetic smiles,
Melancholic songs
Have stolen from me, the
Eye of the storm
I am a bubble, you
are a pin, you
are my bane, my
Sweet smelling grim
-Olawale Ibiyemi
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