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GATES OF LIFE.
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Hosea Ochieng |
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These gates of life,
They are never anonymous,
Dont expect to huddle under same wings,
Their colours doesnt match,
But if you mix them,
Results are quite different,
Bleaching the colours,
Probably creates an impression,
But the content falls behind if not bleached,
These gates of life,
They are built in varrying width,
You cant grow fat and and fit in another's,
Mateterials are different too,
But if you alloythem,
Results are quite different,
Widening the gap of your width,
Probably creates an impression,
But the content falls behind if not widened,
These gates of life,
They are never in the same decorations,
The speed of fate varies,
But if you change directions often,
Results are quite different,
Trying to decorate yours too much,
Probably creates an impression,
But the content falls behind if not decorated.
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--Submitted by Hosea Owen on 2013-09-09.
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