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Sep 2015
I look around and I got family all around me.
Its not all blood, but its still family all around me.

They dont gotta ask if what they hear must be,
because see, they trust me like a trustee.

And to see them hurting, thats a cut that cuts deep.
But they know I got their back, just like they got me.

When this one is over, another life comes guaranteed
And they're down to ride to the sequel with me

These people are people that are equal,
Equal to the people that share my last name.

To say I know them, my heart bares no shame,
Me and these people are one in the same.
Andrew Roades
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Andrew Roades  29/M/Gainesville, Florida
(29/M/Gainesville, Florida)   
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   --- and Cecil Miller
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