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Going back over a timeline and viewing pictures and experiences from the past and indulging in the good times, the funny times, the serious times, the lifetime put in moments of time that I wish I could dwell in, forever.

Allowing me to see my evolution from then til now, the growth and bliss every time a status is made about my parents being proud, of me.

I get to see the stepping stones and landmarks I have achieved and the connections with the people who were intrigued and I can bring them along this wild ride I call my, "life" and give them the title, friend.

And we will go until the end because this journey has not yet to begin.

OR have begun and until I see THAT ONE (Jesus) I will stay on my grind and I know that the sun is going to shine so I, won't look up until it gets dark, and I won't stop working until my limbs fall off, and I won't stay still as long as my legs work, and I won't stop speaking until my voice is heard.

So you're either with me or against me but lets join hands and punch life in the kidneys, and then lets take history and rip it apart to make a lasting mark of our names so they will remember US in the books.

My dear friends, I'm here and never leaving again so forgive me of my absence and please accept my pen.

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