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Most well-meaning people are just liars.
Most often- I have come to see, understand and believe- however, that lies are told with good intentions.
Well, that is, not ill-intentions anyway.
Most often- when people lie- they really just mean to protect you, shield you from the truth. Bitterness. And so they bring tidings that result in fake happiness.
I remember when I moved to Lagos first; actually, no, just before moving; perhaps on the very same day I broke the news to my family and friends that I was moving, that both family and friends, especially my closest and bestest friends, joyfully exclaimed, “Oh Em Gee, Pinks, give it a month and you’ll start dating; another three and you’ll be engaged.”
I calmed them down and laughed with them, “Come on; let’s be realistic here.. six months!” And we laughed and jumped and cried together.
Tears of joy.
Yes, surely, there had…
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