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Aug 2015
I'm bounded by shackles, I'm locked in a cell and all I have is my dignity. I have high hopes for the next generation but first I have to look up from my phone. I have to unplug my shackles and delete my media. I have to meet people behind the thin screen of my curse and addiction.
Matthew Mckenzie Goldsmith
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Matthew Mckenzie Goldsmith  Washington
(Washington)   
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