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Jun 2015
And Death knocked at my door and asked if I was ready with my Coffin
"Coffin for what?",I asked
"It will be your roof to save you the rain",Death replied.
Have you come with some morphine?",It was my turn to ask.
"Morphine?", said death in confusion.
Yes,Morphine, I'm not going down without a fight so by the time I hit the canvas you'll need it to soothe the pain
No, I wasn't ready for a fight",Death sighed, guess you'll have to die another day.
I'm inspired by people who battle cancer, It's ******* them just incase you haven't seen one
Ignatius Hosiana
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Ignatius Hosiana  30/M/Kampala-Uganda
(30/M/Kampala-Uganda)   
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