Loshe Masunda

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• A Creepy Sinister
  Hunting for a red,
  Longing for a sweet crimson,
  The moon strolls across the sky,
  As the red night lens past the earth, ...
• After L Die
  When the ink spitting words
  Ceases to vomit,
  When the mind potraying poetry
  No longer flourishes, ...

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