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May 25
The song in the background would Sounds better

while you are dancing, stretching your arms like you have surrendered your life to he that holds you.

As your waist swarves right and left and your legs swindle for direction in affirmation

And then step by step your body moves chest high while saliva moves in glitter down your throat in blossom of your cheeks

As you dance and dance swapping your legs like the music wont stop
So tender as you flip your arms to the music chacha, the sober eyes all portrayed in your gingling smile

Thy shoes fitting perfect like they measured the beat of the song and hair dazzling wishing to be flipped over his neck

And it goes on and on, once or twice, back and forth, front and back, just like a swing off the ground and not in the air

The dance you make can save a soul. A detonator of sadness bridging love from the watchers, all amazed to dance like your magnificence
The wonder of your limitless moves begging men to your attention, each hopping to have a turn on the flow as your strokes send many goodbyes yet a hidden invitation
Thomas Bron Mukama
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Thomas Bron Mukama  28/M/kampala
(28/M/kampala)   
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