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The market drifts into a new tide…₦390 billion flows back to shore, New bills set sail,And yields adjust to shifting winds.
Beyond our shores, gold glitters as fear rises,Oil weakens on fading demand,And central banks ease their grip.
Nigeria, still a beacon of yield,May draw new eyes…If calm holds in the Naira’s seasAnd inflation’s fire stays low.
Yet the waves of trade and oilCan change the course overnight.
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