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Keorapetse Kgositsile
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deep in your cheeksyour specific laughter owns
all things south of the ghosts
we once were. straight ahead
the memory beckons from the future
you and I a tribe of colours
this song that dance
godlike rhythms to birth
footsteps of memory
the very soul aspires to. Songs
of origins songs of constant beginnings
what is this thing called
love
© 2002, Keorapetse Kgositsile
From: If I Could Sing
Publisher: Kwela Publishers, South Africa
From: If I Could Sing
Publisher: Kwela Publishers, South Africa
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deep in your cheeksyour specific laughter owns
all things south of the ghosts
we once were. straight ahead
the memory beckons from the future
you and I a tribe of colours
this song that dance
godlike rhythms to birth
footsteps of memory
the very soul aspires to. Songs
of origins songs of constant beginnings
what is this thing called
love
From: If I Could Sing
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