By Vivian Agbaza(2012)
She recalls the familiar tune of happy days and nights past. She was once innocent and carefree and would never worry about the morrow. The world was her oyster, the sky was not a limit, it was a stepping stone! She was untouchable, she was passionate and full of life, she could take on the […]
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