When the wind seems against you movements are restricted choices limited sickness beckon passions get soaked in dry hope friends and families weep strangers pity evil perpetrators look sinister Culprit...
Agbeke, thinking of past times i cannot but venerate you, my faithful friend you have shared with me memories of times good and of bad times every moment with you...
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