Visions in a dark room
For a fleeting moment I pleasured vision only to to be haunted by memories of blue skies in dark nights It was cruel of you to give me sight and taunt me with memories of light in a dark room
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mahogany
"I am the voice that cannot be silenced. The face that cannot be forgotten. It is through my words that i find life, growth and freedom. Human, Woman, African. I am alive!!" Writer and performer, having graced the stages of Pta and Jhb...most...
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