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Sista, Sista
Come nigh to me
Set me lose in thy
Pure sweet fragrance
Sista Sista
Oh ebony beauty
Open thy arms
Welcome me
Sista Sista
Let loose thy vines
That I may climb
And kiss thy lips
Sista Sista
Let my soul roam free
Upon thy mountains
I hear thy heart sing
Sista Sista
Come nigh to me
Oh such sweet fragrance
I come to thee
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Profil de l'auteur
Samuel
I'm 26 years old.
And this is my creed.
My voice is a tool in destiny's toolbox.
My words are the ammo of providence's slingshot.
My thoughts are the paths in fate's journey,
My intentions projections of success divine.
I write because I choose to speak
of the things the cause the world to spin.
I write because I can
and i believe my words will someday make an impact.
I'm not an agent of change as some many conclude or think.
I'm just the wind that blows and spreads the forest fire.
Join me and together we can walk to destiny's dream.
Love to all
I'm not a poet
I'm just me
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