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Aug 2015
Scare scroll, mentor, dream - maybe you don't know
Look round and notice
Better if you check all sides too, the distance between your nose and mouth.
Doesn't what you say ashame you, or your greatest comfort is in wrong deeds.
You see where I am, isn't a beginning nor an end its a continuation of the chain of fortune
I have no problem carrying you along if you can only watch on what plan in vain.
The wisdom of knowing but ignoring, the words you sound and lost track and meaning.
The traps you made and cleared your own sweat, fall and run not you'll hold the flag of a witness, when glory shines of the faces of me with vision, the rise of walking dawn
Thomas Bron Mukama
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Thomas Bron Mukama  28/M/kampala
(28/M/kampala)   
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