Edward Kofi Louis (13th October 1961 / Accra, GHANA)
Vaidya, aid, day;
Moor, moon, mood, moo, moos, moot;
One's rejected thoughts are now needed today on this muse.
Imagination is everything in this life;
So, be yourself and write out your mind.
Only time will tell;
Only time will lead you on and teach you the way;
Of the codes of love,
Of the pictograms;
It's a female!
It's a male!
Of the rings;
Simple and fast!
But, this act is added to the muse of your love.
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