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Nov 2020
I'll never bow down to the world
It bows down to me like I'm King and my voice is supreme over all that is in it's dome and beyond
Just yesterday it felt different like all streets disowned me and people I knew were nowhere to be found like I was some kind of freak and nobody liked meπŸ˜…

Now it's a flurry of excitement
Fireworks lighting up the skies
A couple of selfies taken
Toasts to greatness

Like where were you yesterday when I was hurting and I found myself crushing
True friends are hard to find
A friend in need is a friend indeed
Wekiya Brian Cyrus
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Wekiya Brian Cyrus  20/M/Uganda
(20/M/Uganda)   
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