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I'm TETTEH the MUSE // words are what i use // to your heart am like the fuse // without me you will see abuse.// Words make and unmakes // remember the 'let there be's...'

Tuesday, 4 August 2015


Moments slipped passed the wall
built after strawed cornered stones.

A wavering wall like a leaf
dropped from a tree lowly stood: blown
by the wind.

Moments stolen
by a being ignorant of thievery,
but a thief knows not a gift
neither does he appreciate freedom.

~nene tetteh adusu

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