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Dec 2019
Slowly but surely I will rise up and exceed beyond your tales, I knew they weren't true, and I knew you wrote them from the gates of hell, they tried to **** me, but I became free, and now I'm strong to use my mind, it derives from the plagued past, but now I think fast, it's filled with colors of all kind, maybe would've been better, if you helped endeavor, but you were fierce and never willing, but I can't look back, fore my strings detach, must be an example to my children and siblings, knew it was hard back then, but I thank you friend, for being someone I wish not to become, for I will live life purely, and believe me slow but surely, I will be precious, shining bright as the sun.
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Cyclone  22/M/Houston, TX
(22/M/Houston, TX)   
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