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Oct 2017
I could make you fall for me,
But all I would be doing
Is teaching you how to fly
Just to clip your wings.
I want love for the most selfish of reasons. This is what I've become now.
Bongani Moyo
Written by
Bongani Moyo  Johannesburg
(Johannesburg)   
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