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Nov 2018
i cant remember when i last held your waist
i bet he does so at every chance he gets
but whats in there for me
do you think of the cold days and warm evenings spent together?
i guess i guessed wrong but who cares
better you happy anyway
that moment you seem not the shake off the dreams you held with particular lady and she seems to have shaken you off like already dissolved in this new whole reality faster than you doing
Clinton munaba
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Clinton munaba  20/M/uganda
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