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Mar 2017
I used to sit and wonder why hurricanes were named after women,
After chasing this love thing for a while I'm starting to understand.

They can destroy everything in your path and still be the most beautiful thing you know.
If progress is to come. This is something I have to outgrow.
Quoting myself a bit here
Bongani Moyo
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Bongani Moyo  Johannesburg
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