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Nov 2017
A home filled with warmth and nurturance
Where you don't have to bluff yourself
Because no one judges you

A home full of consolation
With people you can lean on
Through thunders and joyful times

During pitch-dark days
With no direction to move forward
Powerless,misery and mournfulness
Falling down from cloud 9
Their hands always open to catch you
They never wane from your sight

Family is everything

-Lakhana
Lakhana Mnyani
Written by
Lakhana Mnyani  20/F/East London
(20/F/East London)   
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