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Feb 2023
Look at me yesterday so weak in the name of aggressive
Somedays couldnt afford a meal but i now peacefully skip
Taken by emotions over words said to me and now a ninja who sips to every spoken word
See how tears governed my eyes and now laughter seizes each moment
I ever thought of nuckles to solve them peoblems and now i gladly walk away
Being broke was the anthem yet now i run the budgets

I wonder if you would have liked me yesterday
And forget not,  today isnot stopping me for tomorrow awaits for me
Thomas Bron Mukama
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Thomas Bron Mukama  28/M/kampala
(28/M/kampala)   
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