PETER EBAH Poems

Call me any time, any way
be it when your're weak
i will run all the way!
this things are what we are
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Do not cry when the clock stops clickin
let no emotion swing in
the last leave fallin
the worse truth unfoldin
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someone said the tale is true
another forgot it was ever told
maybe it is all a new trait
gettin love in the desert
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WE KNOW THE TIME MY BROTHER
WHEN TEARS BECOME OUR SWEAT,
LAUGHTER IS OUR PAIN;
THAT TIME MY BROTHER, WE WERE SOLD!
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