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Rhone
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THE ENVISION OF MY MIND. WRITING IS AN INSIGHT TOWARDS MY SOUL. I JUST WANT SHARE IT WITH THE WORLD

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CAN YOU QUESTION THIS

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DRama filled society, at birth wasnt worth the church and the nurse cant cure the pain that embedded inside my brain, is im insane from chosing the same route as those of the same speech, is my words teach and touch the feelings of my ancestors, did i abuse the talent that was left with the concept that was once left without a breath of death

help, screaming but theres nobody available to do the preaching, left unvoid to the harsh realties of this sacrifice of an unknown life, are we right for choosing the things we do, what do we approve when the weather often gotten snoozed, i walked the valley of death and i felt all the evil, the people was decades of using the needle, so you thought that we all was equal

naw, to avoid unmarked cars, uncelebrated stars, a king without a land, a king that dont understand that free is the domain that the campaign is often own, the weather is unkind and never shown, misdialed on the phone, leave the victims alone, but they lefted on the dail tone, missed improved, misunderstood, the energy sat feet under the good

can i see the doctor, the next door neighbors is Mr. Roger, modern slaves with a shock collar, killing one another for a silver dollar, we hollar without pain, we shout when we cannot see the rain, so if we sustain the damage that belongs to our brain, then to entertain for those want to go mainstream, only an addict walks into a feen, this lies a brand new team

we bleed the heartache and pain, we seem to lie among ourselves for the concept of cheap wealth, the Obama plam when nobody is worried about the help, this is where we dont take pride in self, thinkling of stolen goods, theft, we went right instead of left, walking into mazes, running into the same faze, they on the outside looking in thinking we are crazy

karma, what goes around comes around, we talking without a sound, to make the past proud, think with the thought we was blessed with, but we quest with the lack of thereof, its evil tobe call black so what you think of it being, i seeing things in a opposite direction, this is a thought to lower your lesson, then to take time guessing, this is not our brightest blessing

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