On what preamble can I even begin writing this story of ill-fated love, twisted as it has turned out: and set two souls apart?
How, and from which point of reference do I begin to apologise and absolve myself of past iniquities?
How misdirected my approach to the search it turned out, when the clue to my precious find was so near?
How, and from which point of reference do I begin to apologise and absolve myself of past iniquities?
How misdirected my approach to the search it turned out, when the clue to my precious find was so near?
its been ages my brother.u aint lost ur touch.atungbani wil be proud of u.keep the fire burning.if no one follows. i will.stay blessed.
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