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Life After Death

One loses his body, his soul, his mind
Losing his senses he leaves the world behind
As death quietly walks into his way
And takes him to a land far way… 164 more words

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Thunder inside her heart...❤️️

They met in a party.
He introduced her to his girlfriend.
And she pretended to smile and said “Hey!”
The party flowed and then he held her hand and took her to a corner and asked, I know you’re not happy. 135 more words

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Life goes on. ❤

You never know what’s around the corner! It maybe everything. Or it may be nothing. You keep putting one foot in front of the other, and then the day you look back and you’ve climbed a mountain! 91 more words

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Growing Up

We entered this world crying in our mother’s arms unaware about what the future has planned for us. People say that time flies like anything when you’re having fun. 244 more words

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Childhood

Are you a child?

No

Then who you are?

I think you are still a child. A child always lives inside our sole. This is another thing that sometimes we forget about that child. 439 more words

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Woman: an agent of Compassion & Love

 

Woman

This topic is a secret in itself. Some researches and persnol experience tried to give the information about the nature of a woman. Yet, the information is not enough to tell and describe about the woman culture. 327 more words

Freedom

Throwback Thursday: Who Misses "Tales By Moonlight"?

While this might not be the origin of Nollywood or story telling in Nigeria, I think this formed a major part of story telling in the African culture… truth is, this is the origin of story telling for Africans, maybe for the world, but we all know Linorajj is a sucker for Africa, so yes, this formed a major part of the movie industry, in Nigeria and Africa. 330 more words

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