The hoe the farmer picks to go bury his seeds, will be picked to go bury the farmer when his breath ceases.

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Kill emotions to grow you.

Else, you will die while emotions wither.

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To the man in the mirror whose angelic feathers shades a battalion of humans, your heroics earn you no gold medals but you know what? You are the gold in every medal.

To the dudes whose beard nurtures the tears of an obviously strong soul. Externally brave, yet internally human.

Your valor precedes your success.
Be full of bliss, O man!
Of your story, we will tell of a conqueror.

You are the real deal, Baba.

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BREAKTHROUGH PALACE MISSION

HOLDING UP THE LIGHT

Peculiar Ladies, BPM

🗓 13th April 2025, 🕒 5-7:30PM

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Give ears to my feeble cries of pain
If that will make your tamed legs rise again.
Play me the melodies of love
If it will ease me off this pain
Our beautiful tale of love
Has just ended in great dismay.

You left me with a wave
To meet the end of your way.
You're a one in a million soldier
Rocky and gallant in every way.

So bad you lost your balance
And the waters of war took you away.
Rest on my better-half
By you, I'll later get laid
In my cracked heart,
You'll ever remain.

With your portrait,
I'll tour the meadow.
Against all hates,
I'll tell I'm not a widow
I'm just a wife to a fallen hero.

A Dirge To The Soulless Mannequin

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We are not the savages they wrote about—we are the descendants of kings and queens. Tell them!

Africa! 🌍

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They tried to chain our bodies, but they could never imprison our spirit. Let the truth be told!

Oh Africa! 🌍

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A child looks to the past, not in fear, but in search of truth. Let them know who they truly are.

Africa!🌍

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Tell them—our history is not witchcraft, our skin is not a crime, and our truth will no longer be silenced.

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Our ancestors left us wisdom, not chains. It’s time to unshackle the truth and reclaim our story.

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