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alone


I am laying just thinking that everyone is born alone, and figure out life alone, 

I understand the debate between Black ON  Mexicans violence and other "s race. 

We are not in the past, we are in a generation, we don't have to  be angry 

We don't  have to be in  the past. 

God have put us in this world to  figure out what life about the only way 

to make until  the end by put down  the guns and the violence. Weapons 

and violence is not the answer it cause more hating and problems in this 

world. So why start more hate the more hate more lives is lose it is not right 

for anyone to go though that pain  or any any pain. think about

about the kids someone , the grand children's  someone who is a brother sister 

think about the someone kid or where do they belong 

dead or alive live with their mistakes,  Think about your life and 

the person/ people life after you  pull the trigger you  about to hurt, 

Weapons and Violence are not the answer,

God did not create all of this world for no purpose it was no accident 

God create every race every skin color for a purpose and and also  mean to ,

stop the hate, to  stop the violence. Black On Black, Mexicans On Black or any

races every violence need to fucking stop . People got to realize that the more 

guns and violence the more the world is a mess. Everyone was born alone, we 

figure out life alone we leave the world alone but we are in this world together 

so  we should be there for each other we should stop the violence and guns 

& the hate we assuming and start getting along. this world is not the same like the

past before.

 

 

 

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