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Letting it go for what or at what price ?! Running away just to turn your head & regret the steps that have already been chosen .. A heartbeat of my own flesh & blood embeded for life in my next of kin.

Hours turn into days winds blow the ego without dismay.

Hours turn into days winds blow the ego without dismay.

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Nothing will ever be right but it won’t always be wrong the middle is the only path to that light assuming it comforts the soul.

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Choose the path rather then the path choose you freedom love live to free shackles dues upon paid paths of roads well paved tho the egos of many become enslaved to crash like tidlewaves don’t misbehave orbe one to be contained.

Except me for who I am rather not what I do insignificance dosent reflect the heart.

Except me for who I am rather not what I do insignificance dosent reflect the heart.

Ira loves this photo/ smoking yes.

Ira loves this photo/ smoking yes.

Loving this

Loving this

Brings me back to a kid.

Under the milky way by the church .. I play on guitar..

Under the milky way by the church .. I play on guitar..