THESE IS WERE I BELONG.
Bright shine of favor showcase
Its apron upon my neighbor,
She was just a sailor
In the ocean of labor.
Right now, controls this
Entire stadium,
Her savior caused this occasion,
I hunger for His location,
These an erosion of motivation.
My mouth is only a razor
The heart has the ultimate
Exposure with pleasure,
You reason of leisure
When the spark struggles to
Survive,
How would You revive
If eventually it dies?
See this statue establishing
All my virtues,
It started as an episode
Of battles,
Today I preach from my dream
Vacuum,
Dishing out favorable clues
Without taboos.
Focus on where you look,
Positively, things would be done
Under that roof.
AKEWUSOLA HABIB.
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great job, beautiful words. Keep it up, comrade