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Apr 2021
Afraid of what she holds
What she can unfold
What I may become
How about my income?
Will my kids use a golden comb
Or drink from the best honey comb?
Years beyond yrs would i be bold 2 stand?
I hope I don't hide when I see them!(frnds)
I hope I won't be ashame to speak up!
I hope all my good ideas don't end up null
I'm sincerely fuckinly scared of tomorrow
Too much drugs and alcohol..
Makes the tornado colorful
Unexplainable Jeremy's deep feelings
Reflected smile
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Reflected smile  25/M/Nigerian
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