I’ts all about words

In my dimmest hour, when soreness has ripped me off, and optimism left me like an orphan. Feeling naked with my lavish clothe on.

Amanda Mahlahla

We will be restrained from discomfort again, recollect scars no further, aching hearts will perish. Nimble from heaven will merriment us up. A jazz with no annoyance will be celebrated.Dimmest epoch will go forever

Amanda Mahlahla

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