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The Parable Of Her Love
She awoke from sleep and found me beside her,
But as her anme was so was the love of her lips!
And i marvel when i first saw her beauty.
Beautiful was her elevations as seen from up high,
And in the midst of her love to swing at last;
But try to incline your ears to the parable of her love,
Because she has all that i need in this life.
poem
by
Edward Kofi Louis
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