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Oct 11
Her a kiss,
She said God bless,
But,
Now my lips are a mess,
My heart is in stress.
Let's part ways,
Lest we bear a child in duress.
11/10/2024
Written by
Salmabanu Hatim  72/F/Tanzania
(72/F/Tanzania)   
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