What I miss most about Nigeria is my mom and my brother. I miss their presence. I miss the feeling of just knowing that my eyes can move in the same direction as my mind when I wish to see them.Continue reading THE NIGERIA I MISS
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What I miss most about Nigeria is my mom and my brother. I miss their presence. I miss the feeling of just knowing that my eyes can move in the same direction as my mind when I wish to see them.Continue reading THE NIGERIA I MISS →