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Dec 2019
The freedom of speech is limited, this country has never recognized, the beliefs I wished to put in, but they approached me once I prophesized, that our rights will soon be taken, and our backs will soon start breaking, from hard labor doing them a favor, they asked me was I faking, I said ."no *****, I'm not faking!, y'all must think I'm some kind of fool, the plan you have for us in the future, is for us to be slammed by your rule, I use my mind just like it's a tool, and take advantage of the rights y'all gave me, but it's like y'all want my mouth to stay closed, I oppose this modern day slavery, it's like a trap, please Jesus come save me, I'm at the crossroads looking at the white house, what kind of freedom does it bring after Martin Luther King was shot, cause he spoke from his mouth, politicians want to know what I'm about, how can I speak if I still can't preach, how can I ever make solutions, add to constitution if I don't have freedom of speech."
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Cyclone  22/M/Houston, TX
(22/M/Houston, TX)   
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