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You Never Know (2)

 March 4th, 2004....     I had a nightmare last night. The new housemaid, Ogechi, was in my dreams. She wasn't chasing me or anything. Instead, I was Arab-sitting below her, her feet on my shoulders. I prayed about it but I don't think it's serious. Demola had gone to work already, Ogechi prepared breakfast for… Continue reading You Never Know (2)

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Goldcolât

​She wasn't chocolate dipped in gold She was gold, dipped in chocolate.  Forged in the hottest part of the world, made to endure pains. Hard enough to withstand anything but just as soft on the inside.  Pure gold dipped in chocolate embroidered with elegance, grace and a crown that sits perfectly on her head. She's… Continue reading Goldcolât