I have no home
or place to call
my own
and those
sweet embracing
arms of Now
seem farther away
and to not want
me any nearer.
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a collection of things I have written in college
Samuel O. Adeyemi is a voice to be heard.
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December
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- On the 27th
- Bricks
- Lilies
- At the Park
- A Rainy Day
- Pictures
- Dance Whispers
- The Shaman
- Ring Around the Daffodils
- She Frowned
- New Suit
- Sit with Me
- I Don't Believe in Angels
- Bears
- Taking a Nap
- An Imcomplete Dream
- Arms of Now
- We Are Young
- The Yellow Pedals
- The Garbage Truck
- The Campus Carnage
- New Black Jeep
- The Fireworks
- Blinds
- A Young Man at a Party
- Autocorrect; this one is for you
- clever cliché
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