Friday, August 5, 2011
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Home is not the place I leave but the one I come back to
I don't know exactly when but it had to be after mother's passing when it hit me that so many strings had been severed with that one...
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Teacher Teacher- Kamande wa Kioi Teacher teacher teacher, my teacher Wherever we shall meet, just know I shall give you a kiss. ...
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I woke up annoyed and disturbed. It was too hot last night and I kept waking up to turn on the air conditioner higher and lower, to open the...
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Ngai! How do you view me, you?….Aii…. I am not getting you clearly Can you repeat what you said? Or maybe one of my dials ...
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