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Mar 2015
the days of our childhood are gone,
where one was at ease.
we cared less about our looks, our dress codes and how our friends were,
but now the story is different.
the pure souls were buried with our childhood days.
and now what we see is a world we want to explore.
NOLWAZI JOUBERT
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NOLWAZI JOUBERT  25/F/johannesburg
(25/F/johannesburg)   
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