The Irony of a King
He was born under a travelling star On a very dark and silent night, his star would not brighten the night His birth, even though shouted...
Afolabi O.J
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 oh lord, thy ocean is so big, my boat is so small ... teach me to row |  I have engraved you in the palms of my hands - just like a tattoo |  Winter will pass, my spring will come, and I will blossom again! |  While I breathe, I hope! |  Better in the storms of life than in the calm of death |
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