Sule Abdulai Biography

As the bald trees
Sway gaily in the breeze
We see undying love
Ready to fall from above
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I am to blame
For being the Judas of the game
I turn your days awful
Turned your soul sorrowful
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'The pill did not work
Afraid am I
Can't carry this child
Clear this
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Here I stroll in the midst of darkness
In the veil of throbbing songs
In the circles of faraway crows
Sparking the rage of lonely roads
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I am me
Suleman, Wineyam
The cripple who walks on the moon
I eat my thoughts in silence
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