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May 2018
Her journey was inevitable
A travel Paragon
with endless destinations
and
the vehicle was her month.
I've often wondered
Do you pick people up
Or do you run them over?
May your words forever be for building and never for tearing
Priscillah Mazvita Mitchelle
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Priscillah Mazvita Mitchelle  33/F/Pretoria, South Africa
(33/F/Pretoria, South Africa)   
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