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Dec 2019
My daily thoughts take no break
When the sun rests..
The inner me speaks
The inner me
connects to positivity.
When I have a lot on my plate
They all run away for a piece...
I gnaw and swallow
the bones alone..
My oesophagus asked for a break.
It is hard to control this ship
The wind has my address only..
I just hear throngs whispering
I don't understand their jargon
I need some space
A break from everything
I want to polish up my direction
And do what I do with new,great
and strong courage.
Buven ThePoet
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Buven ThePoet  21/M/Phalaborwa
(21/M/Phalaborwa)   
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