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May 2021
In die stilte van die nag word ek wakker en luister vir Sy stem.
Here! Antwoord my asseblief, ek wil U so graag ken!
Maar al wat ek **** is die kriek in die gang.
En trane van teleurstelling; koud op my ****.
Written by
Corna Badenhorst
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