DEAR ABOSEDE
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Dear Abosede, a beautiful woman, they say is an elephant meat, only the man with the sharpest knife cuts through. This, they say. But dear Abosede , I have no knife, and I am no hunter of meat. I have no car and I not a son of the rich, but I have dreams to realize, one of which is to have you, I only look for your love. Up north where I came, Young girls aren't they are here. Up north where I came, Young girls don’t judge you by the size of your knife, they look at the size of your heart. Hear me my Abosede , I don't know what you look like, I mean your heart desires. I don't know where you are from, I mean your parents’ wish. I don't even know who you are, Abosede , I mean if you I am your kind of man. All I want you to know is my heart aches, oh! My heart aches for you, Dear Abosede .