Wither
The valley of your love! !
To flow like milk,
To flow like wine,
To flow like blood,
To flow like water!
And like the home of pleasure;
With lofty height.
Eight, height, weight, freight!
And like a judicial process;
Wither,
Sledges,
Edges,
Hedges,
Cows,
Maps,
But you are weighed down with negative acts.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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