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Jul 2016
Let me write about how dark rooms make me think about it.
Let me write about the pain I inflict upon myself.
The timid hope I have that doesn't fear my cynicism.
The brief moments of belief, of yearning,
That at times last too long.
Let me write of things I know nothing of.
Let me write, because that's all I know how to do.
Kata
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Kata  Jo'burg ,South Africa
(Jo'burg ,South Africa)   
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