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Jan 2021
It cries on its first visit to earth like it's not happy to be part of the struggles
To the doctors and family, it's how they know it is alive

It cries when it's hungry and when we it's too hot to suit its sleep

It cries when it falls down on its first step

It cries on its first whip from the world.
The bullies and hustles

It cries when it's picked up new wounds from new fights at school

It cries each and every time until it adapts to the world and becomes a man or a woman
Wekiya Brian Cyrus
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Wekiya Brian Cyrus  20/M/Uganda
(20/M/Uganda)   
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