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or the moon where am flying too
The hills may seem high at sight
Still I will climb
For I’m the song and rhythm of my race
There is ice and gloom for me in the light
Spirit of fright, fly away
In garment of champions I am clad
What’s the difference between winner and loser?
Both end with ‘r’ of ‘run’
I run, never to rum…
I will always be the man of my race
I’m never afraid of the Sky.
Written by: Kunle Eagle Jazz
Edited by: Kukogho Iruesiri Samson
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