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Sep 16, 2008
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EKAETTE
EKAETTE Ekaette, rounded and completeA paragon of black African beautyThe only daughter of Mr. MorganThe man I adored as a role modelA father I never had, but wished he wasEkaette, a woman of substanceCool and calculated in her waysEveryone wished she was a manShe looked after her father’s houseTook care of the sick in body and spiritShe was my Florence NightingaleMy guiding angel in moments of needBut I was too young and too shyTo even look at her, so I fantasizedYet she was there for me, a step cousinSuddenly, asthma took her breathe awayAnd I am left without her warmthPeace be with you wherever you may be
— t. reflexion, Sep 16, 2008
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whitetea
17 years 8 months ago
This is beautiful and
t. reflexion
17 years 8 months ago
Thanks
Linda Moses
17 years 8 months ago
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t. reflexion
17 years 8 months ago
Asthma
themoonman
17 years 8 months ago
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leonard daranjo
17 years 8 months ago
A very beautiful Tribute T