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are you a creative writer?, do you love the arts?, can you rap?, sing?, act?, sketch?, then this is your platform. Liberty of creativity.

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@MafoElijah @GhostOfberlin_ @AsakyGRN VAT is 7.5%. What we saw there is over 12%. Something is not adding up.

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Nothing will ever prepare you for this. It feels like the world has spun out of its orbit and rotated far away from you.

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I cannot describe the sense of helplessness that comes with standing alone at the park mourning someone close while watching the world move on around you unaffected by your loss.

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And are all but a waste of space and time and everything else in between.

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There are times when I think of life and the continuous going and coming that goes on forever – people being born and people gradually dying – and how the world moves on indifferent to our losses, maintaining its memories like nothing happened...

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that the Universe itself is trying hard to correct. It does seem like our love and laughter, our pains and prayers, sighs and sufferings, consciousness and courses of people, places, plants and planktons – this incongruous and intriguing collage – do not make sense at all.

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A thousand miles apart
But what is distance to a man in love?
A step, a foot, and an arm.

(C) Ezeamalukwuo

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A STEP, A FOOT AND AN ARM

Three hearts beating as one
My heart, your heart and the world’s
Three souls in search for one
I -a boy; you -a girl, the world -a stranger
You picked the world and placed it upon your breast
And you walked a thousand miles from me...

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...does their part in us to ensure those enduring gestures.

Chris Tilewa explores Life and the Art of everyday living.

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There is a piece of art in everything, in everyone. And the ultimate end of art is not merely in the beauty it expresses; the scenic portrayal of striking reality and phenomenal concepts, but also in the feelings it arouses. For that is what we remember of it all...

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of people in our lives, of moments, of memories that shape our lives: did they make us weep, frightened, irritated, angry, and secured, or did they enchant us. Every experience, like the ornate and subtle features and element of art...

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Some in pursuit of pleasure, others in the quest for glory, still all of these are but nothing compared to a second spent in Paradise…Yes Paradise.
But what and where is this Paradise… 2/2

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Every Man is intrinsically religious. No matter how scientific or atheist some may appear to be. Deep down lies this hunger, this void that all the riches in the world can not satisfy or fill. Some spend all there lives in the accumulation of wealth. 1/2

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“…her relationship with him was like being content in a house but always sitting by the window and looking out.”

- Excerpt from Chimamanda Ngozi Adichie’s “Americanah”.

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and back to a daddy who had never said anything a child couldn’t trust. Not till he said to come here.
Excerpt from "Perfect, Perfect, Perfect" by Lady Fiona Lovatt
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“My daddy never said anything I couldn’t trust but he wanted me to come here and it is too hard for me.” The delicate hand lifted a renegade tear from the jaw before it dropped to the knee of the simple cotton trousers.

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Pegging the sets out, first one and later the other, on the concrete with a stone placed where no mark would show...
Up and out of these walls. Over the razor wire. Maybe an ant lion, if he was big enough, could toss a student up and over those walls