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Feb 2019
I keep thinking I'll wake up
Sadly on and on the heart drums
And the dream goes on
Or so I think

Prisoner to hope
Sometimes I wonder why things go sour all at once.
Banele Msimango
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Banele Msimango  26/M/Cape Town
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