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Feb 26
My stricture - I'm prickly in isolation.
I thumbstroke the cigarette smoke into a halo.
Mind sugar coated, as I watch the day fold.
I caught up to a bumble bee right beside my window.

With its wind chiming ores and its untameable beady might.
Restrained me deep in its mumble just to spite.
Only to fly by and out of sight.
A bumble bee that hums so free.
Admittedly was a nuisance to me.
Tango Balekile
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Tango Balekile  29/M/Port Elizabeth
(29/M/Port Elizabeth)   
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