The devil before us

Deep sea behind

Enemies within

There are such times. 

No rustle, nor jingle

No relief, or release 

No love, no lust

These too, shall pass. 

Mimic water

To thyself be true

Embrace the true Light

And from those ashes you will rise! 

Dan Ochu-Baiye

Large. Curious. Reads a lot. Wild. Loves lions and tigers. Music. Gym. Hiking. Loud music.

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