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HOSTELITES
Their ways filled with ups and downs
Chasing or being chased
Feeding a bigger plight than learning
A cankerworm of desperate yawning
Several terms accompany needs
Not at fault but in a vault
Others enjoy secret companions
Some a banging intimacy
While most patronize the night market
Males live to be pale
Females live to become hale
A fun-filled experience
Together forever with joy
Memories compiled by a place
The so-called common room
A place of both moralities and abnormalities
Sometimes sweet in their midst
A habitat with all sort of relationship.
written by Tokede Daniel
danatoks@gmail.com
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