i wasn’t born in this place that exists today… no, i was conceived in my Mom’s womb in a very different place. My Mom and dad… my only brother… they’re gone. i hope i’ll see them again…
This place when i was conceived in my Mom’s womb was fightin’ to survive… on both sides… both oceans… where many good young men did without to simply do what was needed… to survive. Even us, we the people… we did without… to survive.
Dear Jesus, just as you did, i'll do without... pls...
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