"For the men come soldiers. For the people on the streets when they weep with their peeps coffin deep on their shoulders. And for the young'un with the rock come boulders. For the feeble and the weak and the olders. Soon come - hold tight to the rope cus. Don't let'em get our own come between us. And for my sisters in the struggle stay bold cause it's on us – it's on us – it's on us." BLAKSTONE
a sore loser | full time dreamer | part time achiever | self centered servant | educator | big brother of insolent brothers | arts lover | half ass photographer
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be nice, keep it clean my friend