obajiibeabuchi
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Wings of the night Tell me a tale that is made in the dark By cricket voices and bed of stones How I lay my head under the shining eyes Of wolves and foxes, humming the tunes Of a nightingale. Wings shading away my predators. I was All alone under the iroko... – *by Obaji Ibeabuchi Mbaba*	1 View added 1 year ago	Rating

Tell me a tale that is made in the dark
By cricket voices and bed of stones
How I lay my head under the shining eyes
Of wolves and foxes, humming the tunes
Of a nightingale.

Wings shading away my predators. I was
All alone under the iroko...

– by Obaji Ibeabuchi Mbaba

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