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Pretoria, South Africa

Art Department

You ask me who I am? and I tell you I don't know Never had a clue Sometimes I catch a glimpse but then it escapes us all So now I write the pressing words Hoping to catch a glimpse of this scattered soul.. I can tell you my story I can show you my past you can predict my future but I don't care for that The lies the deception blinded by the lies they told me I was so but I don't care I would like to see for myself!