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He… looked at me He… held me with his eyes I wasn’t hypnotized Yet I could realize His passion circumcised His strength mortised He… love her for she’s blessed He… love her and no one else he caresses How can such a one Be so adorn He… daily thanks God for her And her alone
6/27/19 written by James Edward Lee Sr. 2018© Written for project North Omaha Writer’s Group assignment 2019© Copyright © James Edward Lee Sr. | Year Posted 2019

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