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Saturday, April 30, 2011

Sleeping Me

I am off to bed, slipping out of my body
Slowly into a depth of my robbed peace
Taken by the days struggles
Gradually I shall be there
To be a winner
Back into myself of realities
strength
joy
Dreams
A real Me
What has been stolen away
\its not riches
Its not the earthly
Its not the.....
Just my wronged me to go
Tomorrow for the perfect
Slowly, slowly into a perfect me.
lamptey Godson kofi
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