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Is it true? the words I hear and the visuals I see, beyond truth is all I ever believe, but for  me to see, and for me to hear is it reality?  the feelings that i feel
Your time will come, little soldier when you'll proudly walk the streets,
Ten, a tender age where it all begin my mother was struggling we had no food, no power We were waiting for the world to end   Nine back to back drug deals after my uncle came and introduced me
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