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Jun 2015
A place for old lovers and singles
for a condition no man has tamed
it bears difficult at times
We all desire to reach there in a day
Sitting or scouting
Public or private
We honor to seat
A plan where we all VIPs
No communual followers
Just one at a time.
The utmost privacy, the fattu-toil
A system in built for living being
one route for safety
And no return for the executed
Leaders or servants pay respect
Big or small need the service
from ancient to modernity
An offer of relief used.
You never push for it
It only comes by it's timing
it's weight and speed determines your comfort
to let ,too late
Thomas Bron Mukama
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Thomas Bron Mukama  28/M/kampala
(28/M/kampala)   
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   --- and Eiliv Advena
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