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May 2018
I can feel the beating of the heartache drum, it's these rare moments that my thoughts are driven by the beat within, my emotions crossing the fine lines once again, time stands still as I weep seeing the greatness of the old days, when I called you love.
Banele Msimango
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Banele Msimango  26/M/Cape Town
(26/M/Cape Town)   
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