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Creating David Ruwa ep57

for Christmas. Soon, just as I wished, it was January. I was now in class eight, then the last class of primary school. School didn't quite feel the same. Most of my friends had left the school. Some had graduated the previous year, and some had transferred to other schools. School felt quite odd. At some point I felt as though I was not ready for this. Not quite ready to sit class eight for

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