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Apr 2019
Criticism so harsh
Expectations too high
Feel like am falling without stop
A tear slips
A spung of pain
But
The voices in my head tell me to hold on
Hold on and fight
Screaming words of encouragement
Words I rili need to hear
Wat wud I do without them
What would I do without myself
Brenda Nalugo
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Brenda Nalugo  20/F/Kampala
(20/F/Kampala)   
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