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When I turned my back
and walked away from her,
after she’s spite to my face
words that hurts my heart.
I know deep within me,
that there is still a place for her,
Somehow; somewhere,
I couldn’t identify.

But I took to my stand
– and never stopped walking.
Carrying my past on my back
Like a school bag,
And saying ‘hi’ to every chance that crosses my path
With a little mix of regrets.
And a little touch of hope.

David Ayo Olowoeyo 2018

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