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Jan 2019
What will i say to our tomorrow for having failed to show you yesterday.

Lets walk in hand by our future not to promise time with an excuse.

I forgot how i breathed yesterday, since my heart walks in your atmospheric direction.

Can we reach a consensus to have your shadow play with mine or farely  to collect the soil off your sandles of each footstep.

The rain washed away my hopes for your arrival at the junction were the sun burnt your feet to reach me this far, the wind blew you to shiver in fear as i waited at crossroads of the moonlight in the moonless night

#herdsmanofprogress
Thomas Bron Mukama
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Thomas Bron Mukama  28/M/kampala
(28/M/kampala)   
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