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Mar 2017
i am a star in this play
but with every chance i step closer
so do you edge away.
when will this arm-less waltz end?
on two knees i've asked:
*when can this satellite come back to earth
and spend the evenings navigating you?
b mafika
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b mafika  South Africa
(South Africa)   
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