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ROLLING STONES

Rolling stones remain seen
No matter the farthings of age
Like stones, souls which roll
Shed traces of life’s painful whips
I know legs which take no strides shrink
But those which do
Make their reigning eyes proud
And their beating hearts grateful in fulfillment
Throwing stones for wakefulness sake
Has no barriers
As even plants shake to announce its light
Consider this my stone throw
Amoafowaa Sefa Cecilia (c) 2015

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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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