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Jul 2019
Goodnight, Sunrise
I sit and ponder of time,
The frequent echoing tiks and toks that rings 'though each unique.
The rude awakenings in love disguised as hate.
Your perfect strength to warm up the coldest days.
Your love expressed in many ways.

A tree with so much to give,
Not just the the food we eat but the care we need.
With disregard to time and how it shifts,
Our eyes be blind but our hearts will see.
Today's night allows for tomorrow's day.

You are the Sunrise that our hearts will see,
You are the Sunrise that our skin will feel,
You are the Sunrise in our minds you remain,
And 'though tonight seems unfair, tomorrow your light will bring care.
A poem about loss of a symbol of strength
Paul Kgaje
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Paul Kgaje  21/M/Klerksdorp
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