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You have left her because you say she is worn out,
You say she looks older than you
You treat her like an outcast,
But you have forgotten that
When you found her she was fresh,
Her breast were pointed,
Her skin was of a baby face.
But you have made her breasts to look like
Tropicals,
Her skin is now pale,
The hips she had, have disappeared like dust
The tears of joy are now tears of pain
Watchout because God is watching.
You need to burn. In the firewood we have gathered and in that everlasting fire because you are a beast.
Treasure the women in your lives, go back to the love you saw when you first wooed them.
Taponto elo futi tapunzisa
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