*the artist's song* leave a stage for me let me sing, a song that lifts up a soul. monsters yelling by, the sunset rising in my mind. drain the alter of the guardian, and leave no mantle to stand. heads become tails, more like the quivers of the birds. raise a saw dust in the sky and let the woodpecker catch a glimpse. feel me! feed me! save me! for the monsters are killing already! do not let their claws like an eagle grasp the hairs of my head, their beaks make mockery of my eyes. oh save me! save me! this is the song of the artist. for his stage has been destroyed.

bellauc

adamic:
Hi,

Trust this finds you well.

I am in need of writers that can write academic papers on literature topics.

If you are interested, send a message here indicating your whatapp contact number and your email.

Thanks.

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HEYWAYA:
Writers are still very much needed, especially those in the SE and SS.

Yeah, I mean those in Enugu, Akwa Ibom, Rivers, Anambra, Delta, Umuahia, Calabar, Ebonyi, Bayelsa

I haven't heard much from your side, and apparently would love to.

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