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Jan 2018
I may call him a Ruthless being,
But does that change his kindness with his kin?

I may have thought of him as a selfish soul,
But how can he be, when he gives so much more?

I may hear he's having fun,
But who knows of he's tears dried under the sun?

I may have judged him, through the words of some other,
But how could I, after knowing him better than his mother?
Mayuri
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Mayuri  19/F/Lusaka/Zambia
(19/F/Lusaka/Zambia)   
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