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Strong, fiddle, agile and gleeful,
The power of will could compete,
Nothing so brazing special ergo,
That I should throw the first stone

Sleek, petty, huddle and ruffly
The deck on the soul had been lifted,
Who wish to by the weaker stay?
Only he with a loving and helping spirit.

I could bravely fight the war and win
But the laws of the drench is deeply
We don't win wars losing men and souls,
Win when we"re safe but not undecided.
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Endurance Ajodo 5 months ago
In life we fight many wars. But most of the wars we actually thought we win are lost in disguise. We don't win wars losing souls.
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Sonja Carnes 5 months ago
Very good poem here! Interesting and Intriguing work here! Very good!
Endurance Ajodo 5 months ago
We don't win wars losing men and souls,
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