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Apr 2020
If my death comes
Hold me tight don’t let go
If am gone
Don’t cry much
becouse tears won’t allow you
To see the beautiful stars and the moon
Take my body in a small boat
Sing me a soft dirge
Then send me deep into the seas
Hold close the memories we had
Hold them not long my love
For I will want you to move on.
Amimo Matete
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