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I’m fine

Refilwe J. Mokgatlenyane1 Aug 20211 min read
I’m fine

Poem by Refilwe J Mokgatlenyane

I told my mom I’m fine
But she watches me every time she talks to me about you and I swallow back my tears

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Written byRefilwe J. MokgatlenyanePoet

Refilwe Mokgatlenyane is a young writer, an aspiring entrepreneur and an LLB student at the University of Botswana. Her writing journey has started way back since she was 9 years old, she started off as a short story writer and changed to novels and later on started specialising more on poetry writing.

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