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Jun 2022
He was bright to try the vain to relove
The hurt was immense but keep the smile straight
What is it to love when you love is to be lost
Grinding the teeth like a motor engine
The fall was so deep and the fractures intense
To love is to suffer
For if it must last you must endure the pain and grow a dumpen heart dumb as the morning due
Thomas Bron Mukama
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Thomas Bron Mukama  28/M/kampala
(28/M/kampala)   
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