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Born and raised in SLC I am a mormon and I try to see how you can sit there and judge me. I do my thing, on my own time I try to help the world with my rhymes but you sit there and try to tell me iv crossed a line I choose not to smoke, have sex, or drink but you there tell me to take a minute to think I stand up for the things I believe because there are greater things to achieve Unrestricted by world addictions I'm a living contradiction Alexander
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Kristen Shumway
Thanks Alexander. I feel the same way. Too free for criticizers.

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