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Oct 2015
A farce melanin melancholic soul floating through a void of intertwined paragons.

Trying to be a single entity and not being subdued by the stereotype that is ageism which is ingrained and embedded in the plethora of knowledge which is - the brain

Trying to destroy this boundary in her psyche which has covertly limited her growth and expansion

But this thought is slowly manifesting to those around her

This retrospect thought will only spread through an act of malicious behavior which is inevitable and scornful
I can't finish my writings
Wandisa Zwane
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Wandisa Zwane  Johannesburg
(Johannesburg)   
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