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Jul 2020
All the evil I saw would melt a heart made of stone...
Grew up in a home full of smiles and kisses,yet I felt alone...
I had friends many as hair in the head,when the storm came,everyone was gone...
I'm a survivor,I made it out of every storm without a broken bone...
I'm a survivor
Written by
matus michael  Ndola
(Ndola)   
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