But the beautiful letter of yours and,
The handsome words are all that makes me fly high!
For you are very young and innocent and my name is Abiram.
You are very nice and fresh on this love and you are very wise!
And i will take you to meet my people in my village;
For the treasure of your heart is also seen by my love.
And i can’t ignore the electric eyes of your’s.Alma,Yr love can make a difference!And you are everything that the muse brought to me tonight,For trust is the key word of love.Trust in yourself and be yourself,And try to praise the infinite world of your mind;For your heart flows to where it desires.You are the footprints…
But koshering your meat is better for you,Because Matamisa will visit you tonight!
For the axe is laid next to you.
Creativity,Peace and love;Pleasure and wonderful acts of love in the land of joy!And this is like playing games on the computer.It is in yourself and,It is inside you;And they all came with Limousines and i came in a Taxi,But do not eat it if it is not your own.
From the East to the West are the African Oracles.The oracles of my ancestors are,The trademarks of my African identity to a call;We have to consult the oracles in times of need.Who said it is not rue?Who said it is not powerful?Visit the Oracles of Africa and know the truth.The African Oracles,Do ask Mr. Okonkwo…
Then i became one inch taller with your muse;For your true love feeds my lovely heart and,I am Mamama waiting for you tonight.
