I'm a Poet and a writer born a small town in Limpopo called mookgophong between mokopane and modimolle.
I'm addicted to words, drink letters, eat phrases and paraphrases.
Few see my behavior relate me to a poet.Others say I'm a writer.
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Early in the morning I heard the sound of a chicken, woke up and went there. To a place called work by many and making a living by few.
There where I create future structures with present planned drawings. We did them all.
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I started being addicted to words when I was 17, life taught me the meaning of them as I grew older. went thru the modules named situations, I learnt and passed few, others to re-do in the next semester.
Far from graduation, the course it's Profession in my own field. Enjoying daily lessons and weekly assignments, well prepared for semester tests and yearly examination.
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Life goes around in cycle, it's direction it's clockwise, going tic tac as a second to get to a minute.59 minutes left not far from an hour.
So fast a day is as old as 23 hours 59 minutes and 59 seconds, don't look away because the calendar will change to the next day.
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