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Dec 2013
None comes to your dwelling stand and not be enspelled
i tried running but my ankles are weaken at the sight of your beauty gentle gaze.
You are the treasure that many pine to find
in the fragrance of your presence my nose swims
I wish i could be there where you are.
......Good night, Angel.....
KING JOHN MICHEAL
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KING JOHN MICHEAL  Abuja,Nigeria
(Abuja,Nigeria)   
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