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Apr 2016
Her eyes were wider than usual,
As they piercingly studied mine.
They gave me a strong urge,
To hide my soul from her.
"What troubles you child?"
"Mam, where will i find a husband?"
With a concern of a thirty years old,
Asked my nine years old.
Oh! My jaw dropped.
Written by
Nelly Boit  Kenya
(Kenya)   
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