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Sep 2019
She is fine and heaven is jealous
Earth clamped my toes each time I bent my heart to hers
So am a stranger of my thoughts
Sick of beauty that I lack
The light off her smile shrieked the night moon
The ambiguity of theΒ Β iota in her heart made me heist for heed
I am the suspect and culprit
I stand a beggar of fortune to the unfounded brand of all times

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