Self-Evident Poem by Edward Kofi Louis

Self-Evident



The account of creation,
And as a self-evident to the land of your muse;
But this is the foward march act on your love,
And many are still in the bush searching for you.

Friday, December 3, 2010
Topic(s) of this poem: muse
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Edward Kofi Louis

Edward Kofi Louis

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