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Bluelighter
Not a poem as such, just a thought on a Sunday night.
I have always seen Afrikaans as a course language, not that its crude however, just that the words all end hardly - they dont flow like other languages do. Despite this now that the the leaves are turning the colours of fire outside and the air is getting colder the way I feel is summed up into an old Afrikaans saying:
"I am missing someone, someone that I haven't met yet"
I have always seen Afrikaans as a course language, not that its crude however, just that the words all end hardly - they dont flow like other languages do. Despite this now that the the leaves are turning the colours of fire outside and the air is getting colder the way I feel is summed up into an old Afrikaans saying:
"I am missing someone, someone that I haven't met yet"
undefined desire, the bane of many an existence.