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Bruises
(13th October 1961 / Accra, GHANA)

Bruises

Poem By Steph Arpaia

Illiteracy is the hindrance to the clock of the individual,
But the love to all has no class;
And to be literate is to be intellectually empowered!

A microcosm,
Knowing begins with knowledge;
And i will be with you on this love.

Giorgio! Awake to life and see me through;
For life is like drinking water with the backs of our hands.

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