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Understanding My Inner Verses

My verses smell reality when the truth of life calls me. My verses taste hope, which is my raw material... my verses unwittingly don't delight, it's because I did not have them wet with enough inspiration... And not carelessly or ill will, is that occasionally I miss this supply.... But my verses, I'm sure has not lack of joy... I do them in harmony, with the hours that mostly move me...!

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Date: 9/3/2021 12:23:00 PM
Hello Alaka, well said Alaka. salute Darlene
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