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Its like I just found her 
amidst years, 
swept wandering... 
passing through. 
Tis like I just awakened 
from lethargy's coma 
to find her grin 
daring that I taste her cocktail. 
I am frightened to die 
...even more petrified just to exist. 
Where did me go? 
I turn back and look 
Awed 
Nmoo incognito 
Like some brazen nectar 
She seeps through my cocoon of disinterest 
Her eyes, make me see 
Her hands, they force me to touch 
to feel. 
I cry for pain 
I laugh hysterically 
...And yes I grow, 
firm in my convictions. 
All my dreams unfold before my eyes 
Some true...answered 
Some unanswered 
Yet I draw to her aroma 
She is wonderful - life, 
And I live 
I live! 
 
Nmoo means me in Ututu, my native dialect (derived from Igbo language)

My awakening