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Feb 2021
Ran I ran, towards the majestic fall,
My demise luring me with a grin.
Coated with smiles in disguise.

My inner whispered awesomeness and all,
I felt even my little tufted hairy chin,
Dancing to the chilling breeze's cries.
Well this one is about a somebody who is trapped by certain events in this life that are so luring, perfect, and so beautiful but in the end only results in his demise.
Written by
Tapiwa Mesah  24/M/Zimbabwe
(24/M/Zimbabwe)   
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       Imran Islam, --- and Logan Robertson
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