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Mystery

When the glint arrives

And the obscure still isn’t unveiled

Everything stays a maze

For our nosiness to arouse

But symmetry could fill up

That which is vaster

Than we could comprehend

With this balance

We grasp the paradox

With both our hands

In a tight clasp

To blindly connect with the puzzle.

And quell the conflict within

© Florence Ezekafor

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I'm a food scientist who has chosen the path of creative writing- the one thing which comes to me naturally.
Back in 2013, my love for teaching young learners propelled me into picking teaching as a career. I taught English, Maths and Science in the United Arab Emirates where I lived for ten years. Right now, I live in Coal City, a beautiful hilly area of my country Nigeria.
My website Fiez-writer is a product of my extreme desire to share my writing with the world. Here, I share fiction, poems, thoughts and writing tips.
A huge part of my life is spent with my lovely family and I'm a proud mother to three brilliant kids.

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