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I close my eyes and see your beautiful splendour, I look back to where you started ,I realise you are a mystery none can tell, nor comprehend the things you come with. To some you give knocks, to others blows ,punches, bruises, while yet to many you give all the good things you come with.
You deal as you choose, differently to different people. Beautiful you can be ,ugly when you want to, sometimes you are miserable, tiring, aching and painful .
I can never explain what you really are. You have knocked me down, dealt me blows, frowned at me, pushed me to the wall, but when I wasn't looking, you smiled at me, tried pulling me up with a crown of glory.
O life ,you are full of ups and downs. You never treat any two same way.
For everyone you come with something new, Atlas I won't be wrong to say life is a story yet to be told, a fantasy,yet to be fulfilled, a mystery yet to unravel.
Ogar Uche Andor is a poetess and an advertising model.
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