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Aug 2015
Careful she was not to be burnt
for she had seen a fire amidst coldness
Nay, can I avoid it
she approached intense
how many more hugs for warm
no sign of a smile crossed her face.
she loved well, her tender heart
knelt in joy
seen by many and settled For one
how will it be over time
Taught to eat grass over the beauty intense
should I wear feathers for fashion
uniquely transverse afar
my little munching of trickles
she is way class of Lillie's
a mash up of fortune
she bears it all
the bright cling to the hope of muscle gentle immunity
Bren low to Bron
Thomas Bron Mukama
Written by
Thomas Bron Mukama  28/M/kampala
(28/M/kampala)   
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