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Dec 2015
The one chosen from many
Her holiness compared to non
To live as a ******, she was the temple
and clinged to self denial.

A mother in all times and a soldier of the church
Maker of a savior one of devine calling
Queen of peace from thy womb came salvation
Beasts run from thy presence
as per your miracles in lives

You chose a poor life with all your Grace
Our lives cling for hope in you
Let thy blessings over shadow our worries
And you providence drive us to the Lord
May you intercede for us.
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Thomas Bron Mukama
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Thomas Bron Mukama  28/M/kampala
(28/M/kampala)   
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