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Dec 2022
I am married and yet single
Carrying the mantle and symbolism of wedlock
Aching with the distance of love
For who is my partner when my other half is heavier than me
For my choice has outlived my manhood and stations me with guilt over my existence
My living is a pain to me and my household a prison i built
Who shall bear my agony

i am so wanted and very desired
But it's my pocket more desired, I carry it and Nash to fill it
They love it and brings joy to them
I ache with the distance of love
For my partner wants what is wanted at my expense
My full duty turned harrowing
My own prison I built
Who shall bear my agony

Can I speak of it
Oh man dies a soldier with no tear
Hoping over inevitable fate
My glory cries, my heaven hells
My own prison I built
Who shall bear my agony
Thomas Bron Mukama
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Thomas Bron Mukama  28/M/kampala
(28/M/kampala)   
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