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Sep 2019
Tired, worn out, lost, desperately trying to survive.. Dragging through life. You're not alone.
Everybody says we should keep the hopes high but don't they see that's the rope we've been holding onto and we're at the end?
We've held on so much it's cutting us,
Sometimes hope hurts.
Perhaps we should try faith.
Tapiwa Individualist
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Tapiwa Individualist  F/Zambia
(F/Zambia)   
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