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  • Within hours, Bwala’s title was adjusted to Special Adviser on Policy Communication, effectively stripping him of any claim to being the president’s main spokesperson.
    Within hours, Bwala’s title was adjusted to Special Adviser on Policy Communication, effectively stripping him of any claim to being the president’s main spokesperson.
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  • The clarification was later issued by Bayo Onanuga, another of Tinubu’s advisers, who explained that the presidency does not have a singular spokesperson.
    The clarification was later issued by Bayo Onanuga, another of Tinubu’s advisers, who explained that the presidency does not have a singular spokesperson.
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  • As I descended into madness, shadows crawled across my walls, whispering my name.
    The voices in my head were a cacophony of hate, fueling my darkest fears.
    I lost myself in labyrinthine corridors of my mind, forever chased by the demons I couldn't define.
    Reality shattered like broken glass, reflecting fragments of my fractured soul.
    In the darkness, I became the monster I feared, forever trapped in my own private hell.
    As I descended into madness, shadows crawled across my walls, whispering my name. The voices in my head were a cacophony of hate, fueling my darkest fears. I lost myself in labyrinthine corridors of my mind, forever chased by the demons I couldn't define. Reality shattered like broken glass, reflecting fragments of my fractured soul. In the darkness, I became the monster I feared, forever trapped in my own private hell.
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  • God first
    God first
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  • Crashing down into darkness. No escape. Voices screaming, taunting, never silent.
    Manic highs, fleeting euphoria, then plummeting into abyssal despair.
    Thoughts racing, tangled chaos, impossible to untangle.
    Echoes of self-loathing, forever haunting.
    Lost in cycles of agony, drowning in my own turbulent mind.
    Soul shattered, fragments scattered. Darkness consumes, suffocates.
    Euphoric highs, deceitful lies, crumbling into ash.
    Racing thoughts, labyrinthine torture, no exit.
    Self hatred's venom, infecting every breath.
    Drowning in torment, forever trapped.
    Crashing down into darkness. No escape. Voices screaming, taunting, never silent. Manic highs, fleeting euphoria, then plummeting into abyssal despair. Thoughts racing, tangled chaos, impossible to untangle. Echoes of self-loathing, forever haunting. Lost in cycles of agony, drowning in my own turbulent mind. Soul shattered, fragments scattered. Darkness consumes, suffocates. Euphoric highs, deceitful lies, crumbling into ash. Racing thoughts, labyrinthine torture, no exit. Self hatred's venom, infecting every breath. Drowning in torment, forever trapped.
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  • God first
    God first
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  • Able god.
    Able god.
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