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Apr 2020
The love of a woman
That soothed my soul
The pureness of her heart,
Quenched my little desires.

I changed my ways,
For i knew not of the vows,
That i was committing to.
The chains of sorrows,
The portions of happiness.
Written by
Tapiwa Mesah  24/M/Zimbabwe
(24/M/Zimbabwe)   
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   Fawn, Tapiwa Individualist and ryn
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