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Author: Siphesihle Zwane
Dimensions: 148 x 210 mm
Page Count: 103 pages
Language: English
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Upon ages, narrowing through caves,
Came a preliminary denomination that saves.
Breathing and spitting black and yellow bags,
Bags distributed among men as constitutional sacks.
Like a thief at the dead o’ night,
Sacks were left void and with unpleasant sight.
Tell the heart to always remember
But it will tell itself when to forget
Frustration may be the result
How dearly I loved
How dearly I’ll always
But yet, we’ll set no more a date
So late in the night.
Author: Siphesihle Zwane
Dimensions: 148 x 210 mm
Page Count: 103 pages
Language: English