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Mar 2021
Waitress changed
Whiskey taste changed
Tasted like rice was aged
Drank till the end

"I need to see you, kindly"
She is walking maternity candidate
No need to say kindly
I tell myself

Will it be okay ??
Heart asks
"Don't panic  she is your baby mama"
I answer myself

But at the end of the day
We now meet on my dreams
leechyna
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leechyna  22/M/kenya
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