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My worry is yestersday
The blood shed all the way
The tears flooded the eyes
Of this once paradise
My worry is today
The game is still the same
The bullets still fly the sky
The wound is so severe
So sad is the atmosphere
My worry is tomorrow
Shall it cure my sorrow?
Shal the broad heaven be my haven?
Shall peace ever come back home
to hush away this lasting storm?
My worry is the calvary
My worry is the cemetery
My worry is the tragedy
My life is in jeopardy
Let me look for a cure to my future
A cure to this torture afflicted to my nature...
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Landry N. Mayigane
We create our own reality by our thoughts and actions. If we change our thoughts and actions we will change the world. It’s very simple !
I believe in change and i want to be part of this world changing process! Come join me!
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