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1111 MY POETREE FAMILY. Note: If you read this you are family too. _________ I was born into poetry by my dearest lovely sweet mother Kate Achi Bissong. Who always make sure i am forever strong. I was way too lucky to have Edison Ragal as my poetic father. Who assured me that I can fly even if my wings has no feather. I remember it was just like yesterday last year sir. When my heart could not connect with words sir. When i was taken to Dr. L Sr Prasaad for poetry surgery, So that "when things go wrong, I go write like I am Sir Ken L Custance. It was a huge superb chance. When I wasn't feeling safe stranded on the streets a light warrior Morgan Chambers wrapped his wings of love and light around me protecting and awakening to my true self. Even though no computer no format, my granny Shan Van Rooyen (shani) Always make sure I did not go astray in any way. When I was walking yet asleep like a zombie, KC Clark my super Nana cheer me up and wakes me up to my gift in life. Now am completely awake and aware, My brothers in cacoon Testimony Jesufunmi. Tokede Opeyemi. Ayobami Ayanfemi. Never pass a night without saying hi in the chatroom. I remember now vividly everyday my dream to write ligitly Like Roman Cain to make you want to scream. I saw my dream coming true the day I met you Veronica Maria you are the one I've been waiting for. I remember how my sweet sister Roxie Soller reminded me of putting the Al-umma at heart first whenever I go shopping for words to take on stage. I remember my precious princess Chichi Alintah said my love poems are intresting but in my heart I wanted to be as romantic as Sir Uzo Nwamara. The best things in life they say comes for free. I belief this words when Shell Lannigan sent me a book that completely change my life. When Uncle Mark D'Bolt decides to give me more feathers and also teach me how to fly the poetry skies without slapping my wings on the icy clouds. Still teaching me How rhyming can make me royal and raise me as a King to stand beside my dearest sweetness Queen of the light Cynthia Gentile. Still teaching me How to find myself in you and whistle into your soul without having a borrowed heart like Babuji Bipul Kalita. I'll be calm, cool and a real husband like Ashok Nair. As protective and lovable as Jimmy king is to his kids so I shall be, a "wonderful father." Although I may not be deep, riggid and solid with the grammer than Olaf Monger. But I'll be an empath star seed as Shayla Cule Touching the poor souls in every degraded corners of the earth. @Solo Man.

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Date: 3/9/2020 9:30:00 AM
What a terrific human poem you have penned. I enjoy your poetic family.
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Solomon Emmanuel
Date: 3/10/2020 1:06:00 AM
Thank you so much for your time and feed back. We are grateful beyond words. Now you are family too. Welcome home.