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Jun 2015
We walk this world with our eye wide open,  still we don't see.
Taking paths of our own choosing, yet a path  not truly free.
This world was made to be seen, yet living life on repeat.
Goals and dreams, may one day reach, but a dream set by the streets we grew in.
Born free, but do we know what it truly means to be  free?
S  castle
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S castle  San Diego
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