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Akinwale Peace (Philip Peace)is a lover of art, nature and beauty. He is the author of Shades of Grey and THE LIFE OF MAN.
Akinwale Peace (Philip Peace)is a lover of art, nature and beauty. He is the author of Shades of Grey and THE LIFE OF MAN.

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SOUL'S SOLE JUSTICE.
SOUL'S SOLE JUSTICE. Dedicated to every woman who rightly fought back. " Fighting with your strength lies on your basis; you are your voice, you are your strength, your challenges doesn't end easily, you do something to bring them to its final end." Sade, a...

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THE LOCAL HENS AND THE CHICKENS | FABLE
FABLE 1 THE LOCAL HENS AND THE CHICKENS. Once upon a time, a woman has a big store for her chickens. The chickens are so big that they give big and good eggs everytime they release eggs. The woman fed them so much that they were weighty even after releasing...

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NIGHT SYMPHONIES.
NIGHT SYMPHONIES. For Ikeoluwa. I have sailed in the ocean — on your body's warm drenched spot axis, and i have felt the touch of your freezing burning hands and cold words: you said some soft words gently in my ear on a cold night. and my body is a tree, i...

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HOME HUNGRY YEARNINGS.
HOME HUNGRY YEARNINGS. We have walked our feet to dirty muds be- cause our belly sought bread and manna. we have walked across the ocean and we've been shown the sacrilegious act of pain. a brother has the skin of the night, so he is to be buried beneath a ...

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HOW PEOPLE DIE | For Soulilieon O. Noel
HOW PEOPLE DIE. For Soulilieon O. Noel And you, we just laughed yesterday and today, you are going down.... Don't wear a gathering of ash, you don't become a ghost like that. mama told me people die when they don't want to yet they love dying. they walk the...

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FROZEN
FROZEN. For Esther Oluwatoyosi Your pain is a scathing song on the lips of a coal — it blows its freezing heat on your soul. your pain 's an ocean of darkness, it surges like the fluid of hiv cos' it drains you pleasantly, pains drain you. and it is not unw...
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