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You are tired of talking about love

Your mother asks after the one occupying space

And you wait for the silence to push another question out of her

There have been occupants,

Who don’t pay rent on time

Or pay at all

Or move out without notice

Or don’t know how to maintain living conditions

Or not quite fit for this place

So you smile at her, and ask how the children of the woman

whose heart stopped in an MTN customer care queue is doing

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