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One Last Trial 2
Damola Odetola
Among the sons of the different,she found her own. Will he ever see things the way she does?. Where she least imagined,her love she found. When will i be more than his friend,she asks. From the heart of England,her savior came. In the populace of London,she saw the one. Let him see what i see,she begs. Let him know how i feel,she prays. Liken him to the snow,and you won't be wrong. Beyond his skin this is,beyond her it is. His charm blinds all watching. Who wouldn't be aware of such heaven-like grace. Motionless she lies,waiting for his love. Now she gives herself one last trial,and won't continue if this fails.

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