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Sep 2014
she never had a mind to see me at first
But grew to my out strenched intentions.
she caredless about standards
sounding like a bell of harvest.

The difference came when I set my feet in,
considerate and humble like a priest at the altar.
I didn't present more than I was and
successfully she switched the flow to my favor.

she needednot much but my love and heart
my words were blown with simplicity
For she loved more of sincerity.
Betray not my intentions, rather branch into
my life as a full time companion.
Thomas Bron Mukama
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Thomas Bron Mukama  28/M/kampala
(28/M/kampala)   
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