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Aug 2020
Listen
Give me your ear
One you decided to deafen
But still I stood near

A blind eye
Towards me you gave
And your hands high
Still clasped while I did crave
For your sigh

But please-
Now easen your deafness
And your eyes with ease
From the darkness
Rub away the grease

Don't you see
My pieces collected
If you don't, bend down to your knee
To see my heart rejuvenated
Caleb Mwangome
Written by
Caleb Mwangome  18/M
(18/M)   
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