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Africa

our destination is the journey edged with culture curved with meticulous attention infested with corruption fumigated with potential waiting to reveal itself to the world taking time to perfect itself because like fine wine we don't age, we mature into something so different refreshing the norms creating a new era of dimensions a relentless spirit perfectly flawed oh blooming flower a tree known by its fruits a shackled continent waiting for the chains of judgement to break freeing the truth this is africa
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19 / F / South Africa
Published
Jul 16, 2018
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21·83
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#roots#culture#patriarchy#africa#journey
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