Edward Kofi Louis Poems

The bread of sorrows,
The arrow is now aimed at me for me to borrow for the morrow!
But, let peace be written on the walls of your love;
And, let blessings be seen in your place,
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Collocates, sole, toll, to, Cole, toe, toes, lost, cost, coast, stale, teal, least, as, east;
Colophon, telephone, xylophone, phone, phoenix, Anglophone, phlox, phloem!
And like the muse of your love in this town.
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Mend, emend, end, amend, fend, send, bend;
And like the joy in her bowl! !
But, children are the fruit of the womb.
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If i could see what you see,
I will be like a star!
If i could see what they see,
I will be like a star!
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Children are the fruit of the womb;
So, present your questions to me and,
I will give you my answers.
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Tomorrow, borrow, sorrow;
But it dates back! !
And today you will still borrow.
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Bless these children and,
Teach them the positive ways of life only;
For, i am Indary with the works of peace.
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