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Love to you💖
Have you fairly met her!
She is an island.
She is wearing gold bracelets and diamond necklace.
She sings,she plays,she dance,she shines.
Hers silky dress spread the shine overseas.
Have you ever touch hers counterpane?!
Have you ever heard hers heartbeat?!
Have you ever felt the spirit of this graceful and elegant beauty?!
Her name is Africa 💖
African pop culture is an exclamation of the various ethnic groups in Africa, the diversity in every country, state, religion, tribe, community and language. I am bringing Africa to the screen of your computers, showing you all there is to know, (or at least ‘almost’ all there is to know). We will swerve through every country in Africa and elaborate on every tribe and its culture. This is going to be a free tourist train ride, and all you have to do is scroll.
You notice how artifacts and souvenirs from Africa speak Africa? I mean you literally don’t have to ask where it’s from! Huh. You might have heard countless negative stories about Africa, but I’m about to change your mind, I’m about to show you what the media won’t, I’m about to link you with young entrepreneurs from all over Africa with talents, skills and grave potentials and…
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”He supposed to be my school chum.
We collected pens in color to be cool.”
”She supposed to be my wife,we bought surprising gifts to each other.”
”He supposed to be my proffesor,but was my father.”
”You supposed to be my friend,we just met.”
”I was going to fall in love with you,that was supposed to happen.”
I wish i met you,but you are gone.
To you armed warriors!
Each life counts.
Sad and gone.
I am tempted to tell her I love her,
Though she belongs to another
And I to another;
But I am tempted to pour
Out the emotions
Gushing up in my heart for her;
Should I or should I not?
That is the question that is hitting
The door of my heart
I fear it may break;
I am tempted to tell her
I shiver with love
When I think of her;
Just looking at her
Is like the sweetest thing
I have ever tasted;
I am tempted to tell her in my sleep
I dream of her;
And I hold her tight to me;
And never get tired of pressing her
On my burning chest;
I am tempted to ask her to send me
Beautifully wrapped in words to cool
This fire of love burning so violently
In me for her;
Should I fall into this temptation?
I am so mad about her
I can’t think properly to advise myself.
Round and round the Garden
I’m sure years didn’t harden
and you were strong enough
through the wind and the rain.
But I know words
will never relieve
unsmiling little tin soldier,
open your small rusty hand
and sing, sing, sing
this is the best way to regain
the will to breathe
the will to live
the will to love!
“Feed a hungry mouth. Clothe a miserable body. Educate a poor being. Reach out to a depressed soul. Rescue an animal. Help as much as you can. Touch as many hearts as you go. Selflessly. With…
Izvor: Stay Humane