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America


Fighting for freedom is the only cause of distress having an open mind and a letter to my father to lay to rest, Ive always been part of the word FREEDOM Thats why i am part of the USMC. Finding my way in a world of unity bringing peace to this world making myself a better person trying to earn this currency. Traveling around the world, when it rains it pours it keeps coming down while the whole world mours carry 6 guns by my side and bullets around my waist 10 shots to the sky and america tatted on my chest seeing evil in the eye bringing peace to our might were all nearly safe but nearly free representing this ora of madness before i D.I.E
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Avelasco
acting for the cause

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