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May 2018
Sleeping is nowhere to be found
It's six o'clock
He has got the metallic sound
Tinkling and click
All over his head
Ached.

About the choice he made
He rethink
As the scene begins to fade
A step by step,tick tock.

Like firewood
His temper sparked
His brilliant efforts were thwarted .
Twalib Mushi
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Twalib Mushi  24/M/Tanzania
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