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Mar 2016
Walking on the street,
on their naked feet,
to the home they call sweet,
the home others call weet..

On the way,
'look at those ***** kids' that's what the other kids say,
but they got used to those words as they hear them everyday,
they continue walking anyway..
Sharvish Cheekhoory
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Sharvish Cheekhoory  23/M/Mauritius, Curepipe
(23/M/Mauritius, Curepipe)   
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