Supposedly Oyama Sibidla making life colorful, one paint stroke at a time.Just a goofy potato lover hatching dreams and spuds.
In halls of knowledge, minds explore,
Where schools provide a golden door.
Education, like a wellspring flows,
Nurturing minds as it bestows.
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In a city of crime, where shadows loom,
Stands a privileged cop, in a polished costume.
With a badge of gold and a smile of charm,
He thinks he's above, he can do no wrong.
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In this world of ours, there's a girl named Joyce,
She's fiery and fierce, a true force.
But like anyone, she too has limits,
In this poem, her story, let's commit.
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To my Lord, I raise my prayer,
In your loving embrace, I find solace rare.
You are the sun that lights my way,
Guiding me through each night and day.
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Capital city of Gang Eastern Cape praised to violate standards of the system, crazy and they remain raced. Consequences lied in my face probably by now they need story lane embrace deliverance.
There drone age page to scribble in write language vampire frequency, determine to exist and proceed to expose exclusives and progress punctual and party time part of, Nice Time WOC many hands pray.
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