Edward Kofi Louis
Thigh, High! - Poem by Edward Kofi Louis
06: 58 A.M. in the land of your muse;
Hold me out of this place;
Because, i am a star.
I am a star so,
Hold me out of this place.
As if the sky is watching me from above;
On this Island of nakedness.
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