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Sep 2020
She was the storm,
I was the calm in the eye of her storm,
She was the rain,
I was the cloud,
She was the arrow,
I was the bow,
She was the grenade,
I was the pin,
She was hot,
I was cool,
They say unlike poles attract,
That were us.
15/9/2020
Written by
Salmabanu Hatim  72/F/Tanzania
(72/F/Tanzania)   
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