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I told them

by @leemwenda

I miss my childhood Just as how I will miss my teen and youthfulness When I get old Waiting for unkown small kids call me grandpa Pat their heads And remind them, how my younger days we only had lantern Will they believe,when I tel them I attended Jesus birth and death in one yearπŸ˜…πŸ˜…πŸ˜…
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Written by
leemwenda
22 / M / kenya
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Written by
leemwenda
22 / M / kenya
Published
Apr 24, 2022
Time
1m
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#kenya#leechyna#drunken#chyna
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