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Jan 2020
What brings you butterflies
The stare into your the apple of your eyes,
Could it be the fragrance.
The apocalypse of live thoughts else
You tend when sensacion erupts
Perhaps could it be the dangle of the lips.
The hair swerve of nudation
no more the glittery smile tendered.
Are you recognized by guile or
tides of marred character
#herdsmanofprogress
Thomas Bron Mukama
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Thomas Bron Mukama  28/M/kampala
(28/M/kampala)   
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