Title: Out from Africa
by Giuseppe | in writing, poetry, story-telling
Last song in a bottle
a word across sea air
Mountains,hopes
a paith with much love
Colours and flowers
green spaces,an infinity freedom
people with a simple smile
just a little life...
It is our mother,out from there
an endless hope is here
best dreams,best times
They will take a way in the world
Is my Africa,is our soul
For our motherland! small smiles and big hearts.
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