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Aug 2016
To you i have met but never felt
Your absence it sickness to me
Am worried to be diseased of fear to reach you
See what distance has done to me, completely no chance to even see your smile
Hey, i lied....i see you ever in my dreams only wishing you could say Hello.
Do you know how much your voice makes a changes
I can swim on land to see you happy
I could learn to fly to catch a moment with you
My thoughts are clean for you
I promise not to look at you, for i wanna spend the rest of my time with you
My hands are burned with work but my heart is sealed with your beauty
I will wait even to wave to you
I travel near and far rather not pleased or moved by them
The color of you innocence is paint in my mind
I dance to every sunset that one day we shall be.
Waving to see you walk to me and never walk away...waving to forget the sad times i missed you in my life.
Thomas Bron Mukama
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Thomas Bron Mukama  28/M/kampala
(28/M/kampala)   
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