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Mar 2015
She loved making love to me
Especially when water flows over my head
for everytime it rained
I recall the touches.
My breathe goes high to the sky
when it rains
when our skins are intact
The showers too remind me alot
only the two of us recall
Thomas Bron Mukama
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Thomas Bron Mukama  28/M/kampala
(28/M/kampala)   
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