Tanzania my Butterfly
anticipated with numeral directions
nominated with loved colors in your worth
zigzag you have no true way; a vission in education
as you produce, as you use not, as they depend
normally you clear them with the powerfull ideas
i tear a drop of my blood to the innocent death
a republic country of my own united flies.
Copyright © Abed Anthony | Year Posted 2017
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