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May 2015
The no man like in her
got many distant
The lucky word I said
was the password
That broke her mind open to me
from curses to jubilations
Thomas Bron Mukama
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Thomas Bron Mukama  28/M/kampala
(28/M/kampala)   
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   Cecil Miller
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