Creative writing Immobile (a poem) 30.06.2022 / 1 Comment Your voice came to me.As perfectly as a babeknows mother’s voice,I know yours. I hear you.But I’m yet to move an inch.What is this thatholds me back? Share on Social Media twitter facebook linkedinShare this:TwitterFacebook
Evidence Mutumbu 01.07.2022 at 2:53 am Reply But why we know whats holding us back isn’t it?😁🤔 Loading...
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Evidence Mutumbu
But why we know whats holding us back isn’t it?😁🤔