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Apr 2020
A place of many fears
Is a place with no peers
A level of loneliness
Way so beneath our hopes.

Rock bottom was the scariest
The envisioning of our past
The dew and the heavy mist
To wake up again from the East.

Don't frown don't despair,
Its a place of strength anyways
Where second chance awaits
To be grabbed by the horns.

Pick up yourself and stand again!
Written by
Tapiwa Mesah  24/M/Zimbabwe
(24/M/Zimbabwe)   
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