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(INTRO)

A near description of my present state can be found within a line in Kofi Awonoor's "song of sorrow" :- '...returning is not possible, and going forward is a great difficulty"...

I have had my own fair share of cruelty. Do they not say it touches every man's roof? I mean life's cruelty, just like the rain. But still, I wonder if everyone has had its bittersweet taste. It has become like a meal for the deceptive nourishment of my body, and like a medicine for the healing of my broken pieces of fortune.

My name is Ntemuse and I am far in a deep thought. How did I get...