Proverbial The Polytheism
Written by IMAGO (Viwe Lugongolo)
It's jungle out there:
howls and roars
Love is in the air,
now is the time to soar.
My self-slavery is of my free will,
When it comes to the heart-
it's either steal or be still.
I won't let you,
out off my sight,
The window begins to cry-
feeling ostracized.
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