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Jun 2020
I'm out of time;
My clock has worn down
And my head has crumbled,
Beneath my thorn crown
And to all my fears;
Which I have succumb
And my strength has withered
My darkness has won;
As I am no hero
No death do I fear;
For no one will mourn,
That I am not here.
Tavonga J Madzingira
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