Adamuabubakarbtb
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Joined: January 2022 Last seen: 2 years ago

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Blest pure of old in heart I acted a gourmand kifing pure golds, the Mauled hold caused me comatose, Like an autumn leaf knitted and tightened, Or a sowl flawless unto which a flèche thrown, I beseemed a macabre and later twirled a cadaver. Some mornings rise laited... – *by Adamu Abubakar Bataba*	9 Views added 2 years ago	Rating
My childhood home I see again My childhood's home I see again, And sadden with the view; And still, as memory crowds my brain There's pleasure it too. O memory! thou Midway world Twixt Earth and paradise, Where things decayed and loved ones lost In dearemy shadows rise. ... – *by Adamu Abubakar*	2 Views added 2 years ago	Rating
My childhood home I see again My childhood's home I see again, And sadden with the view; And still, as memory crowds my brain There's pleasure it too. O memory! thou Midway world Twixt Earth and paradise, Where things decayed and loved ones lost In dearemy shadows rise. ... – *by Adamu Abubakar Bataba*	4 Views added 2 years ago	Rating

I acted a gourmand kifing pure golds,
the Mauled hold caused me comatose,
Like an autumn leaf knitted and tightened,
Or a sowl flawless unto which a flèche thrown,
I beseemed a macabre and later twirled a cadaver.

Some mornings rise laited...

– by Adamu Abubakar Bataba

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My childhood home I see again

My childhood's home I see again,
And sadden with the view;
And still, as memory crowds my brain
There's pleasure it too.
O memory! thou Midway world
Twixt Earth and paradise,
Where things decayed and loved ones lost
In dearemy shadows rise.
...

– by Adamu Abubakar

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added 2 years ago

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