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Jan 2021
Pillows have become my new best friend
Brushing my tongue has become my worst enemy
Water has become my way of survival
The toilet has become my second home
I have tasted the same food twice
I have become full without eating anything
The day and night have become the same thing
I have been the same person with different looks 😊
My speed has become the one of my grandmother
Written by
Francinah Tintswi mathebula  F/Kagiso
(F/Kagiso)   
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