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Apr 2015
sad
He didn't bother calling
Or asking how i am
She didn't try to make me smile
Just gave me a little food to eat
They didn't care that my face was bruised
They hounded me with more work
It didn't take a break
It pounced on me
With these pains, my hope is gone to the wind
Crying won't make it better too
Just resilience and hope
That tomorrow my face will see a semblance
Of a smile.
Obscurity Thought
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Obscurity Thought  Uganda
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