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I love my brother
but,
he does not love me.
Indeed,
on his words, his sin still lives
My thumb,
has helped him to reach the sky
God,
give him the mind to love me
or else,
my poem goes skeletal:
for you mafia in heaven
for him mafia on earth.
Written by: Olajide Michael
Edited by: Kukogho Iruesiri Samson
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