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Jan 2016
For the bridges burnt and the lessons learnt
For seeds of faith watered to blossoming plant
For the days I lived to the moment I died
The truths I said to the few times I lied
The laughs I managed till the moment I cried
For the words I said to the silence I sighed
For the spectrum we shared that suddenly turned grey
The moments I held it together and those I frayed
The time of doubt and when I prayed
For the cowardice when only nothing could be said
For the years of thinking through out the day
When the sky was clear and painted in light
To the moment of darkness, the pitch of night
That I wasn't and even those when I was okay
For the time I was whole and even when I'm shards
the minute I was lonely and was lost for words
when pleasure was watching butterflies and birds
the seconds that mattered but I hadn't the guts
For the moments I was on time and those I delayed
The opportunities exploited and those decayed
when I chose the right path and when I strayed
the chances I took that didn't plus those that paid
the times I matched and those I stayed
when together we toiled,the impossible strategies we laid
for the first kiss till the last,the present and past
and a future without you that's come at last
for the big dreams that kept my eyes open
for those times when you were my token
for the merry shared when you still cared
for the miles we veered, the far we dared
the milestones we succeeded and those we failed
for your freedom and my heart that's jailed

for the songs we sung, with our palms fitted
for those smiles you gave with your head tilted
for the sombre times and when jilted
for the far we reached, doors opened and those bolted
for the endless calls and when they ended
for whoever we lost and whoever we befriended
for the memories we made,now phantoms instead
for the times of calm and when I lost my head
for growing up and losing faith in our fantasies
of crossing oceans and seas,for the courtesies
for those beautiful nights under moonlight and stars
for the wounds and bruises,spotless healed and scars
for what was real and what we were faking
the footprints behind and those we're taking
for the much risked and which we didn't try
for the inadequate strength to say goodbye
for the promises broken, the crazy mission to forever
thank you, and good luck in your each and every endeavour
Ignatius Hosiana
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Ignatius Hosiana  30/M/Kampala-Uganda
(30/M/Kampala-Uganda)   
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