Gerald Opio Biography

A teenage girl strolling down the street
Looking around the city and it's outskirts
Meditating in the process
She gazes at the sky and smiles
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Through the valleys,
I walk...
its darkness threatens me not,
because life has suckled me bone-dry.
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There has never been a time
or will there be a time,
when my heart will allow me
to love less or reciprocate less
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Everyday,
You wake up,
You brush,
Go to work,
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A love never anticipated
One never presumed
As a mystery it happens
Twisting all dimensions
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