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Oct 2019
I was got playing with her ****,
Sure;he was her husband!
I wanted to run,but I was held still ,by forces untold!
She kept smiling,but fear was all over and I could see!
"Continue...."
He said calmly,
Like a mad man I progressed...
He stroke my head with some cutting tool,
And my shirt turned red,
The shouting I did awoke everybody in our estate !
It was a very bad dream indeed !
Kirui Frank Junior
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Kirui Frank Junior  28/M/Bomet county-Kenya
(28/M/Bomet county-Kenya)   
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