Just at once it flashed.
Led of flourene light my heart ♥
licked and bleed away the darkness of selftitude.
hold with my fore bulb 💡.
delve apart, just when a harsh is separated from a coal.
arms of guidance set my shoulders
from the dark inner of a ball
like the house of battalions.
To the space era of Cincinnati
with my concanetor
where I got the pot of success,
hut on the triple friends,
placed on rising fire to set a goal
for my posture success.
POET: ABDULQOYUUM ABDULHAFEEZ BADMUS/ EL-IMAM.
©hariyo
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