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Dec 2020
Seeing how the river flows,
drowning all that thrives against it.
I cry for a promised tomorrow.
A love that knows no age.
A love that conquers all.
I take comfort in knowing, you will wait.
Yet my soul aches,
at the thought of time not waiting for us.
Simbarashe Mupazviribwo
Written by
Simbarashe Mupazviribwo  26/M/Zimbabwe
(26/M/Zimbabwe)   
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