Matome Masipa
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golden roads with holesA Poem by Matome MasipaWake up |
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in the eyes of a butterflyA Story by Matome MasipaWhen she was mine |
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weekend 28A Story by Matome MasipaIt was the weekend 28, we were broke, but not enough to not have fun. I was with Ben Leekon and Calvin Molay,at the Liquor store, getting ready for th.. |
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damn, stan is boldA Story by Matome MasipaThat day on the dock with mom and the sailor man |
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forbidden fruitA Story by Matome MasipaThe end |
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the last fool in the roomA Poem by Matome MasipaPhilosophy |
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storm of a crooked birdA Story by Matome MasipaCatching thoughts in the air |
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the daydream times of dendron town. part oneA Story by Matome MasipaPieces of missing simplicity |
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black diamond in the autumn snowA Story by Matome MasipaTwo distant souls |
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the child in the desert of winterA Poem by Matome MasipaTruth is in the past Buried with the sands of time and blown away, over the ages with dust. Greedy souls look on with lust The fear of the new ce.. |
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