Lions and gazelles; friends from former life
Now enemies for woes of former life.
David is robust; now a Goliath
The rose has shed her leaves from former life.
My apple is sprangled with nails that gripe-
The truth was killed in her former life.
Touch not my anointed; do me much harm
Cast me the sorrows of her former life.
Wale was a crusader waging for
her; history is dead- my former life.
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