I have no jubilation in summer lightFor summer is the house of my homeI have no battles with coldTo have my body taste painful foldIn instances where I must be bold 2.I have no business shoveling snowOn streets whose main flaw is dustOh I have no business shouting at winterWhen harmattan acts mild to help […]
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