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Jun 2014
Roll right! Roll left rolling everywhere on my bed.

My african prince am dreaming of you
This lonliness might **** me

This hunger I don't think I can satisfy
This thirst I can't quench

My love! My love! Think am losing my mind!
Cos every seconds I wish to spend with you

I keep waiting for your golden handkerchief to dry the tears of my lonliness,my thirst and hunger for you!

Come into my open hands my prince!
Olayinka Temitope
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Olayinka Temitope  Lagos Nigeria
(Lagos Nigeria)   
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