Craig Moses Uche Biography

Let's grow up together
Let's eat berries
And dream of fairies
Also, let's dance with them in the summer
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At this flimsy arcade
The sky lost it's barricades
As battle cries assumed a mist
Yet to go with you I must insist
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I got your letters
Though written with thoughts
Than the quills of feathers
Yet my heart understood it's thought
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The dividends
Of the modern culture
A farmer of words
Turning art into agriculture
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Close thy eyes and be my ship of dreams
And we would sail across atlantis
Down to all of imaginations tales
We would sail beyond world's end
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