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Stephen O Amadi

Stephen O Amadi

In Time

We grow in time and by day we ripe,
But by hours our memory shrinks and
Dawns to slumber in intelligence,
But with love; we sharpen every slumber
Our memory seems to please and
Eternity becomes far in months.

(2014)

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