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Petit beau pays

I know this is going to sound a little cliché since everyone is trying to be more of a patriot than others by changing their profiles, uploading pictures of your flag, talking about sagamba Burundi (without even knowing what it means), but I will be speaking from the heart and tell you how I really feel.

Petit beau pays since I left you, I have never been the same. I look at your pictures and remember the good times I had when we were still together. I miss you I really do. I remember the sunsets at the beach, the chilly evenings ruguru, the hills and trees, lakes reflecting the deep blue sky, hippos and crocodiles that were so scary but at the same time reminding us that we were home. I remember your sons playing umupira mwibarabara right beside your daughters who were…