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About Yaounde

Sometime I wonder, what she dream? Maybe she want love, not just quick bang-bang. Sadness sit heavy in her eye, I see it. Like Riley in film, she lost somethin – home, family, who know? I exagerate maybe, say she cry river, but it feel true! I wanna hug her, tell her, “Very nice, you good!”

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