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Jan 2021
So lost is a child with no hope
And yet with closed doors constantly just trying to live
Trying to live has god’s creation
But lying behind their faces are phases they hope to end soon
Hidden behind each face are testimonies But guardians too busy testing money
I mean the time they test the money they neglect the child for the money .
CALL ME A FAKE PROPHET
BUT YOU NEGLECT A CHILD JUST TO MAKE PROFIT
You **** a girl child and so lost she remains with no hope
A lost soul she remains, so you sold her soul So she leaps and you sow
Lost beyond it all
Abused and left for a fool
Used as if she was a tool
She Cant be an ordinary human
Cause shes always these mens woman
Never neglect a child
Julius Mwanja Jr
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Julius Mwanja Jr  24/M/Zambia
(24/M/Zambia)   
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