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My soulmate


Walking in the Kigali city Feeling like I'm in a party Thinking how she's pretty I have her and she has me She's really the all-of-me I like it when she touches me I love it when she looks at me She's the savior of my soul Pleasing her is my goal Touch her if u wanna hear my roar I can write till late But I can't explain my soulmate She's a girl none can hate She's the destiny of my fate Dom Peterson Kubwayo
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