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The Heights
A poem
May 27, 2021
Silver wind blades
Heart sheen
Never to be lost
Where time and the essence winds
Strike along the path of love
Long lasting is the eternal smile
Within the rising bubble, so pure
Protected with the palm of strength
The mountain is the knowledge
Where peace formations set
And journey sit and contemplate
Waiting patiently
To ease the soul of love
George Odarquaye Lamptey
