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Love, if you be my destiny , then am
fortunate.
Why then my heart stamble , yet am humble.

The world grows wild without a candle
Light, or a rekindle.
They say you’re a medicine, you cure.
Why is still my soul ill?
Your a venom roaming besides ,
thartches, and shrubs.
You’re a dream for a baby to scream.
You’re nothing but a teaser, tantalizing
Souls.
If you be a bed , I rather stay awake.
I prejudice you , take caution if you hear.
Sharpen your ears and listen.
Am a man , a woman , a girl , a boy….
I don’t fear , I have wept enough tears.
Now my heart is strong never shall you stretch
your craws.
Stay warned .
Yourfaithfuly.
__HB____.S

Ssozi Izaty De writ.