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Jul 2018
I wish It didn't
become this way, I
have strangers
calling me son, as
soon as I close my
eyes I am home

I only hope this
wasn't but a dream,
I miss my mom
Banele Msimango
Written by
Banele Msimango  26/M/Cape Town
(26/M/Cape Town)   
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