To, She.
I may not be in your mind now, Minutes don't pass before I bow, and I pray that my love is filled with love. I deliver you my love, with one peaceful dove. Neglecting it, shall send me to dark muds. My love will always shout even in my silences.Then she will be a berry to huckle, and keep. ~THABANG MOLOI.
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