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Jul 2018
grace is now my mate
happiness is now a habit
joy is now a must
i lived,i loved, i hated
i did the most ****
now it's time to change

i embrassed the wrong me
i bowed before the naive me
i failed to defeat the immersing her
i failed to change the fearful me
now it's time to change

i disrespected the blessed me,
i was meant untrustworthy,
i took my best friends for granted
i never had a thought about me
i was unkind and discarteous
now it's time to change.

i've heard a lot of unfamiliar voices
sounding like  a landing airplane
big bass of it's beat itching my ears
and i finally realized that
it was an alarm with severe ringings
saying that,
it's time to change.
Changes are now
tompoet rwanda
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tompoet rwanda  20/M/Kigali
(20/M/Kigali)   
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     Fawn, --- and Rick the shoe shine boy
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