LIFE IS A STORY

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LIFE IS A STORY

Life is a cunning empty book,

With flip of pages to fill,

We should never overlook.


She is an anthology of tales unknown,

Unveiling each day like a pack of presents.

No doubt, she makes everyone a writer.


You either chose to drill your pages out

Or sit, stare and shout.

Whichever way, the pages are never left empty.


When you fail to draft your script, 

She writes you a story,

Making you the victim of every tale. 


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By: FAVOUR AUGUSTINE

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