75 Miles
I journey for love on 75 miles
With admiration for your love
I walk pace the hill of 75 miles
With respect for your person
I swim through an ocean of 75 miles
With determination to be your king
I travel with butterflies on 75 miles
Only to pick you in a city of tenderness
My car tank runs dry on 75 miles
Your love fuels the engine to reach you
Morning, noon and night on the 75 miles
Your love never stops raining dew on me
I am on 75 miles from Lagos to Ibadan
To find you the queen of all women
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