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Philip_rants 0001 to 0100 | words from the innocent mind|

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RANT 0001 to 0100

Writing/starting Rants is one of the best things that I could say has happened to me in the writing "world". They said a child rants, they said rant is a noise, I also said it too but this RANT is a compilation of meaningful words. You know, you only have to scream, talk, make the noise in a world that shouts or else, no one will hear you. That is, if you can't scream, you can whisper... Anyhow, speak and let them hear you.

before you read 
Life is in stages and as we grow, we learn and see many things: some things influence us, some doesn’t; some make us and some mar us. But our reflection and definition of these things are what really and truly maters. Many things are to be done, acknowledged and accepted by us but at times, we do not even notice them, let alone acknowledge or learn from them; they end up not influencing us or we end up not allowing its influence on us because in the first place, we didn’t take cogniz…

Finally! Finally!! Finally!!! "Babyconnect" by YDT ft Xmith is out.

about Baby connect... says it's about a girl who later fell in love.

BABYCONNECT is all about a baby girl comparing her guy (who is innocently a hustler) to a yahoo boy on top say her frosh boyfriend never hammer buh later fall flat in love with d guy wen he plus his hustle and get money... Se dah one nice baba.. I comr reason wetin d girl do and tittle the song Babyconnect which means girl wey connect/fall in love because of money.

So, Finally! Finally!! Finally!!! "Babyconnect" by YDT ft Xmith is out.
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LOVE | becoming reality.

A rose doesn't wither when it is in the heart
                          but it is why a heart fades
and entwine into another like
a frond of basket.
a boy sits (in) between a boulevard
                             and waits for a lady all day.
There is no sacrament.
                                       only love
and love doesn't wait forever, it is short —
that, it sperms eternity like a façade
                                             becoming reality.
and the only magic in love
                                            is people & heart
like a candle and the wax —
                                           they (nay), it burns ... eternity.

There, in the garden of flowers
there is a favourite.
                               although all with colours,
there is one without colour, it's not unugly
but it is what the heart takes
                                             because it is simple
and it only need a heart that understands