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Nov 2014
The past was bitter
It punched me from
All sides of life
Stripped me naked
And sent me off crawling

The present is hot
Squeezing me with
Passion to hurt me
But this time am not
About to surrender

The future thoughts
Hold me with comfort
Bright, whatever I challenge
Goes to my past
What am doing is the present
As the future awaits
Let the world *******,
once I have life
Then tomorrow it will shining
Thomas Bron Mukama
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Thomas Bron Mukama  28/M/kampala
(28/M/kampala)   
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