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Jun 2020
They asked me,
I am just a pollen grain in
the garden of flowers to be blown away by the Angel Of Death to give life to another on the waiting list.
8/6/2020
Written by
Salmabanu Hatim  72/F/Tanzania
(72/F/Tanzania)   
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