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Sep 2018
I have seen beyond the heights.
But no one could see beyond the lights.
We seem toΒ Β be fighting the same fights.
And never get the same bites.
We shall never lose our insights.

Oh lord have mercy.
I didn't mean to make my life messy.
So please fulfill your prophecy.
They will stop calling me *****.
Before my life becomes misty.

Maybe my prayer was not heard.
I seem to be moving with a wrong herd.
There something heavy in my body which is my head.
I fought without being fed.
And my life is near a resolution or an end.

Please save me father I seem to be drowning.
My life is reaching an ending.
Even if I run, I seem to be binding.
I am swiftly sliding.
I spent my whole life hiding.

I still wonder if what is beyond the lights.
But now I know it is you.
Thank you.

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Asisipho
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Asisipho  19/M/Eastern Cape
(19/M/Eastern Cape)   
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