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Feb 2017
I would **** for you
even if it meant killing me
I'd burn in flames if
you promised to treasure my ashes
I'd walk into a coffin if
it meant you'd kiss my grave
I would return to the soils
to be part of the ground on which
your tender feet gracefully glide
I'd take bullet for you
if you promised to always
keep me alive on your mind
*Because I am as good as dead without you.
Ignatius Hosiana
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Ignatius Hosiana  30/M/Kampala-Uganda
(30/M/Kampala-Uganda)   
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