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Jun 2014
She will die
Her legacy will dilate
She will diarise
Her dire straits
On diamond slates

She will die a dilute of what was once a concentrate.

Contemplate what her cons can connotate but exonerate all thoughts which harbour hate.

No, she is not a saint.
No, she is not a villain.
Oh she has made me great and
So she will make my children
Katlego Tladi
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Katlego Tladi  South Africa
(South Africa)   
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