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Feb 2017
I fought a war so tough,
Kicking and throwing my fists in air,
I used knifes and pangas,
Clamps and rods,
My fingers were strong ,
My biceps were quick,
My brain was sharp...

I trained as hard,
Did as excellent ,
Worked in orderly program.
I thought I was excelling !

Finally ,
My battle for life grew weaker,
My muscles were strained ,
My brain was stained,
I resorted to die,
I accepted to loose.

Doing great from the start,
But I died,on the finish line.
I dropped out of way,
That is why ,I ask where loosers go,
I need to go there.
I fought a battle in the brim of death,but finally I died. I dropped out of university in my last two years.
I cannot help but feel a total looser.
Kirui Frank Junior
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Kirui Frank Junior  28/M/Bomet county-Kenya
(28/M/Bomet county-Kenya)   
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