Self Echoes
Vincent Ogoti I I have walked through markets of faces, Where smiles are masks and words deceive; Many hunger for the simple…
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XXII The quiet stretches like a river wide, Neither of us willing to cross the tide. I, who once proclaimed…
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XII In the chambers of this quiet house, Where echoes fall like unlit stars, A stillness grows, sharp as frost,…
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