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Strong Soul


Am not sure when again to soar,
but to soar again, definitely am sure.
A wound to the chest but not enough to prevent my best.
 The heart I still have, I shall again chest the open air and pull up my best cos my best yet is to step its foot on the last stair.
 Though the wound is living behind a scar, the ground I won't stay because I am a star.
 Deriving motivation from the vibration in and around, I'll have to put luggage of the past in the thrash very fast.
Yes, It is impossible to wash away the leopards pores, yet it has nothing to do with its hunting course.
 This is staying around for long
 but am assuring the world am strong.
Am still the eagle,
refusing to be depressed and forever remain single.
If a story is to be told of a broken person, it wont be of me, cos mine is going to be a courageous lesson.

  • Wise Makafui Afun

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  1. Wise Makafui AfunJuly 23, 2020 at 12:54 PM

    Thanks bro, your appreciation is my Creativity's motivation.🙏🙏🙏

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