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Jun 2020
Everytime i stare at the mirror
Admiring my own image
You pop on my mind
Imagining magically a day
Will come that
The mirror will
not only reflect my image
But also your tall dark
Figure on the door.

I just can't seem to ever let
You go
I feel like a soldiers wife awaiting the husbands return from cold war.
Mercy
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Mercy  22/F/Kenya
(22/F/Kenya)   
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