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Apr 2023
Where time revealeth the closest to you,
the rain of sunshine whispers through the wind.
By then time stops and the mind is set a blaze of thoughts all in impossibility.
To relate is one and to be one is another.
The pain of sweat each drop off your face.
To be innocent or proven guilty a query with unmeasured price- all for money all for peace all for justice all for all, when the cuffs drop is when the mind breathes and life reborn it’s the freedom from what holds us back
Thomas Bron Mukama
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Thomas Bron Mukama  28/M/kampala
(28/M/kampala)   
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