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African Or American

All I treasure most is love, African or American All I keep dreaming of is an angel but I'm an African It doesn't matter the race, an angel could be a European I'm in love with someone I'm yet to know and will marry some day So what is mine is surely mine someday it will come my way Everything about life is love; i'm feeling it every day It all about the feeling never about the race It about a beautiful smile that no hate can trace Up there in heave the angel have no race Thank God love is not only for the kings and queens When two hearts really loves they conquer all things Black or white we are all beautiful people All the world needs is to lay down all for love on the temple I'm an African we are beautiful we are simple

Copyright © | Year Posted 2015




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