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As I walked down the parade of immobile lives, I felt how gentle glory could be.
Being ushered into the presence of personification.
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Thoughtful about those that hiss.
The gesticulations that were defamatory.
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But joy filled my cup when I noticed the congratulatory moves.
Them that hissed were forced to dance. They all applauded me.
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But the time to bid a farewell came. I was slapped with smiles.
Their sky glory was taken away. They went asleep in their fadings.
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I finally defeated their ignorance and sentiments by the winds that blew from the North and South West.
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~ Agba Sixtus