When I wake up in the morning I see the other house and trees and cars and people like my parents. I see the squatter camps and proper house some of them.
When I look at the door at night I see the cats and the darkness. I see my little brother and parents and the parking car and spaza shops.
When I look at the door at night I see the cats and the darkness. I see my little brother and parents and the parking car and spaza shops.
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