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Aug 2014
Life can go two ways, good and bad.
I see the bad, it's easy to imagination.
All the crime, death, and despair.
I can see my love ones dying before my eyes.
My house in the distance is being set a blaze.
And the cops aren't doing anything to catch the thief's robbing the bank.
All the time I sit there waiting for help, that won't be received.
I wish to find the good side of this not so sweet ,salty Life I live.
Elliott
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Elliott  Trans* Male/Indiana
(Trans* Male/Indiana)   
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