P.O.W. Poem by Edward Kofi Louis

P.O.W.



I was a prisoner of war and i met your love,
But the merchndise did not allow me to stay longer on your love!
So i am now searching and looking for you in the land of your muse;
Because you were the only one who understood me for whom i was.

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Edward Kofi Louis

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