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Mar 2015
I look around and I wonder why I stay grounded the roots in me comes threw ceiling rather then the earth that's full killing that's full women that men disrespect for a couple minutes just to get a visa she's called a dog and other words that cause attention I never pay attention to the worldly views that they say facts but moving on I'm hearing that were victims in all of this the gansters drug dealers and politics are the same thing just acknowledge it,
The government is the government I'm never condemning this or condemning men if I throw my stones then I get hit by big ones that don't make no sense it don't make no sense just to talk about and not pray for it. So I bow down in action
And look threw the heavens.
To the holy fire  and thank him.
Cause we need him more then we need a vacation.
Hope actions speak louder then sentence..
Mr Xelle
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Mr Xelle  29/M/United States
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