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When my lover died, I didn't cry for two days.
The day before I did,
His brother who had been with me since I got the news said he had to go work.
I laughed.
What a reminder!
My lover died, and the world didn't miss a turn;
just kept right on spinning.
He was my world, as I was his.
I will always know the shape and feel of you, Nkem,
but, like air,
I can never hold you again.
Nwamaka Joy Chime
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