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Am Moses Makau Muthama a.k.a Triple M or M cubed bt simply known as KASHLINK!!! A Kamba by nature,born in Mombaxa around 1993,a saved christian wit God given gifts. I like socializin alot that guys mistake me 4 a 'player'!! Hobbies include: chilling wit pals,crackin jokes,watchin soaps n muviz,lstng 2 cool RnB's n Riddims,swimmin n playin soccer!! A die hard Man U fan indeed,skuld @ Bashir primo 07' n went 2 Kitondo Boys High xul 11' n did well thx 2 papa God! Currently @ JKUAT 15'. Am now lukn 4ward 2 leave a mark in the globe positively very xun! May da Lord bless de work of ma hands!!! Amen.
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Jun 30, 2014
Jun 30, 2014 at 7:51 AM UTC
Whu'z KASHLINK????!!!
skuld skuld skuldenaar dit suis vanaand in tolbos tale rond-en-wind-ge-foeter oor ‘n dor doer pad ‘n uitgestrekte stoftong lek geraamtes tot aan die silwer koppies in die Klein Karoo se maan skuld skuld skuld–in–aar is Ma ‘n vreemdeling wat staan en tee drink in ‘n ander vrou se blou kombuis skuld skuld skuld–in–haar al starend na die krake weerspieël die vensterglas ‘n aarde broos verbrokkel maar die reën sal kom my kind die reën sal kom profeteer die roes–rooi wolke al loeiend in die wind sal Ma staan onmiskenbaar soos ongetemde buffelsgras gewortel en gegrond
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Jul 12, 2016
Jul 12, 2016 at 6:22 AM UTC
DROOGTE IN MY MOEDERTAAL
dis amper vyf jaar later. jy drink nog saam my koffie in my bed tydens ons stiptelike afspraak - op nostalgiese Sondae aande wanneer die wêreld stilraak, kort voor die week weer sy stophorlosie aanpas. die herinneringe tog só aanskoulik, maar stééds kan ek myself nie bring om jou stem te herroep nie! voor ek jou kan vasgryp, weer saam jou kan lag óf my gesig sag teen jou bors kan vasdruk, verdwyn jy, en Skuld neem jou plek in tussen die lakens, klink die koppie teen myne gee ‘n grynslag en sluk my heel in.
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Jul 21, 2019
Jul 21, 2019 at 1:47 PM UTC
Sondag afspraak.
The syzygy of peace and enlightenment Are better than gentle fighting and Death. The malfoy of everything wasted as if fruitless Tears, unanswered prayers, broken vows, unfulfilled: Since desires and intentions- just to measure are The defiled Ammonites lunar malabar; fro' the Augean stables of Astolpho, the Triform King Demanding a ****** the streaming bi-frost Between mice and men extrapolative of silver and gold. Apocynthion Horns to the East, as well, as also, with Pericynthion Horns to the West nourishing Skuld without Arnon...Moloch with Molech! ELEETE. J. MUIR.
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Apr 24, 2021
Apr 24, 2021 at 7:40 AM UTC
The Moon.