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She was pain-racked and dumb
As she mined
Her oddest ordeal.
Black and blue marks all over her waist…
The ravish lavished her soul!
A gash it was in her conscience;
Draconian distortion of her personality!
Phobia became her constant companion
As her psyche was thuggishly brutalized.
She feared even her own silhouette -
…a sheer prisoner in her own abode.
Alas, I pity both!
Yes! The defenseless damsel
And the hulking predator.
The duo are wretched captives;
The stranglehold of the devil,
Plunged them into apocalypse.
Transient sweetness
For protracted, internal shred.
Foolish act!
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Visionary Sam
I'm a social engineer with a bold vision. I'm keen about generating and projecting ideas, because every great achievement sprouts from an idea. I'm a young poet and writer of African extraction. I'm an active volunteer and a leader of a youth organization. Currently, my team and I are working on the environment in absolute fulfillment of our passions, and in partial fulfillment of our British Council and Youngstars Foundation Top12 project. I'm very much concerned about the sorry state of the planet Earth. I like taking part in leadership discussions and in the political process, especially, as they affect the youth. I strongly believe in human resource empowerment and development.
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