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Aug 2018
Shout it from the mountains tops my friend
The fact that you have a voice
Let them know that you stand at the head not the foot
There where so little people find their feet
There where the air allows your words to echo
And let's them travel on their backs until as far as eye can see
And words can exist
Lone Chimney Sweep
Written by
Lone Chimney Sweep  21/F/South Africa
(21/F/South Africa)   
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     Khoisan and Timothy
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