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Feb 2016
I'm from where bedtime stories
are gun shots in the streets
I'm from where my history is
darker than underneath your sheets
where theirs billion dollar lottery's
homeless people and starving kids
without any shoes on their feetsss
Ignorance allow me to speak freely
cuz u can't cry 4 help in a world that is empty
leave da hood I promise you'll think clearly
cause half of us won't make it past 23
born into a system of oppression so unfairly  
where you can pay me by the hour 7.50
but can't pay me enough to come early
I'am from the concrete jungle you call city
I guarantee any place that u see me
will feel up way past legal capacity
too bad I'm from where success is just a theory
where you can mob,steal,**** & never feel guilty
but when judgment day comes who will really
Mario Cervantes
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Mario Cervantes  99/Two-Spirit/Atlanta
(99/Two-Spirit/Atlanta)   
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