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Dear West Helena,


You made me who I am.

You put me through a struggle as a young child,

But I grew into something greater, a young, strong-minded, black man

I will never forgive you for what you put me through,

But I must thank you.

Without you, I could not be able to bear the hardships life throws at me

Without you, I would not understand why certain people think the way they do

Without you, I will be able to take my life to greater heights

I have to get my mind away from you,

You have a way of trapping people’s minds and keeping them down

Not me, I won’t fall into that category

I love you West Helena but I have to rise above you

Remember my name, because I will never forget about you

Love,

Anonymous

 
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<p>This means a lot&nbsp;to me&nbsp;</p>

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