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She came From Royality: The kind oF Royality you never dream of:
¶She came to me in my dreams;
Her skin was like golden beams
she had a smile, like the Mona Lisa,
Her ora was so incredible,
"What are you, trying to say tell me;
You beautiful -Chile"(child)
She reach to touch my face,
Her soft fingers felt so soft'
like pedal of evening primrose was her scent
What are you, trying to tell me ,Rose,
"Is that your name, Her smile said it all;
"Come her baby, don't fall?
Why did you came to me?
Because you're my Mommy;
Her clothing was so fine,
Silk, Satan, trims,
All, so white like she never played;
I was so impress,
I was standing, in a mansion,
nothing of the time, or era
I was back in ancient time, of Africa;
What's going here tonight,
Is this all a fright?
am I dreaming?
You came for a reason!
To be with me, can't you see!
It can't be, it can't be!
I am from Royality, from King and Queens!
But whom am I?... ascendent from the Zulu Tribes,
Creator of Nikulunkulu Gods
So, this is why those souls always cry out to me"
They miss the Queen they Queen Amme".by WaveneyLander-Walters 2009
For my lovely Daughter Jade xoxoxox