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Jul 2021
He held me.
Down to the arch of my back
...
He grabbed me.
His soul depended on it
...
It's crucial that we love, crucial I say
Nonhlanhla Hlatshwayo
Written by
Nonhlanhla Hlatshwayo  F/South Africa
(F/South Africa)   
  437
     Eloisa and Bogdan Dragos
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