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Jan 2016
MY UNTITLED
It was the manner in which His lips weaved words,
Threaded in one ear out of the other ,
And only my soul understood how my soul needled Him.
Sharon Kate Ng'ang'a
Written by
Sharon Kate Ng'ang'a  Nairobi, Kenya
(Nairobi, Kenya)   
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