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The Ending
My love,
the time has come
to turn a leaf, anew
for our union, succumbs to end.
So let's have our last supper, this evening
drink down the wine of destined times,
linger on luscious lips,
until next time,
My love.
12 July 2022
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Izintombi Zamambo
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