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Feb 2020
I hear it's dark
There is no electricity,no food,
no sun-just the moon.

I hear it's not safe too
There is no money, no love,
no birthing-just abortions!
From the unborn baby's perspective.
BRANDON-CHAMUNORWA
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BRANDON-CHAMUNORWA  22/M/HARARE,ZIMBABWE
(22/M/HARARE,ZIMBABWE)   
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