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Nov 2017
I will not break
I will not bow
What’s wrong with being great?
Make them ask how?

I will not take
I’d rather give
I build and bake
What would, if my father lived

I will not fake
That would be a mistake
Coz I have a conscious about fate

I’d better have faith
Someone screams, “But God is dead”
cautious about the cream and cherry
red on this *Cake…
mvrk©
Kabelo Maverick
Written by
Kabelo Maverick  Pretoria, South Africa
(Pretoria, South Africa)   
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   Tristan Brown
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