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Dec 2017
Goldie,the golden boy,
the real C-3pO.

Bury me with my golden chains, I was always an expensive slave.

Six feet under, in a brown golden casket.
Many days, nights, seasons and years will come and go.
But I'll still be
Six feet under, in a brown golden casket.

The flesh will rot away, but like an ol' ***** pirate,
my gold teeth will still be shinny,
my rose gold Rolex watch will still be ticking.

Goldie, the golden boy,
the real C-3pO.
NKOANA
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NKOANA  22/M/Johannesburg.
(22/M/Johannesburg.)   
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