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Floating in the wind,
are wise words ricocheted
off foolish ears,
like indian rubber balls.
Floating in the wind,
are wantonly whispered words
on destinationless journeys,
whirling with the wind.
Floating in the wind,
are words of promises
now worth less
than a 5 naira note.
Floating in the wind,
are words of goodbyes,
said with tearful eyes
to dead or dying ears.
Floating in the wind,
will be these words,
muttered underneath your breath,
as you read this poem.
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