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revive thee the son of tome
where casteth thee thy rays
where goest thee and thy solid shadows
this morning this early seteth thou sun
or where is the mama’s only son
that one strong once bold young man adored
where is that lovable slow rhythmed man all endured
remember of that golden thing or the other
so why loseth thee thy love time and another
these men what do they feed upon, what meat
that thou canst nay but buried be six feet
downcast , thy face on thy palms with tears
and thy heart swollen with hate and fears
revive thee son , rivive the sun of home
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Am Emmanuel Thomas, coming from Tanzania. I however did both my secondary and primary education in Kenya. I was raised from a single parented family, the latter being my own mother. I am currently doing my Diploma course in Pharmacy at MUHIMBILI campus. I am single and 21 years of age
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