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Jun 2020
Her sepulchre past knocked at my door many times,
But,I loved her too much to uproot her past and make our present tense,
Let bygones be bygones and build a perfect future.
22/6/2020
Written by
Salmabanu Hatim  72/F/Tanzania
(72/F/Tanzania)   
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