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NOT A POEM, JUST…

Most of us stand on twos

We work with twos

We see with twos

We speak closing and opening twos

We hear on twos

So why can’t we work as a team?

Ever wondered why we can see it all raw

Except our backs?

Maybe it is a puzzle

To see it all

But leave a portion to be seen and well taken care of by some other

The twos need others

So let the one machine in the chest accommodate

And the twos shall smile on end

By amoafowaa

Just a simple Ghanaian trying to find the best in our society. I may be fun, I may be interesting, I may be funny, I may even be foolish or intelligent, but it is all based on the mood in which you find yourself. I believe our minds make us who we are. Know that, pain, no matter its 'unbearability', is transient. Unburden or delight yourself for a while in my writings please. And all corrections, advice and opinions are welcome. Know that you are the king, queen or royal on this blog. :)

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