Simla Poem by Edward Kofi Louis

Simla



Simla, aim, Sam, as, Ali, sail, mail!
First and foremost;
With the muse of your sweet love in your land,
Like a special construction.

Infrastructure,
In the beginning was the plan with the clan;
But, she always sits on the hill to view around.

Monday, February 1, 2016
Topic(s) of this poem: confidence
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Edward Kofi Louis

Edward Kofi Louis

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