Khumo Segaloe Poems

In my dreams you remain.

I stil remember the first dream i had of u, u were stil a stranger then yet I couldnt help but smile the whole.day at the thought of you.
On a bad day I would call your name out loud and somehow that soothed me and yet you were a stranger to me.
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Tick, Tock
Tic, Tock, tick, tock.
As I waited for my father to come.
See waiting had become what I do best..as the salty scent of sweat became my identity of waiting in the sun.
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