Edward Kofi Louis (13th October 1961 / Accra, GHANA)
Dealing with the muse of your love;
And, with the resumption of your emotion.
To top it with peace and joy;
After 8 years in your land.
In the middle of the night;
Like a palanquin! !
But, not all that glitters is gold.
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