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Dear W@rld,

I write you this letter to let you know about my life and how things are going right now, I know that it's been awhile since we've talked but I felt we both needed to right now, see I have some things going on that I know I need your assistance on. So if you've got a second, can you sit down when you read this? I'm sure that when you do you will see just why I wrote this, not to waste your time, but to ask for your assistance, your better at this than I am and I'd think you'd see it's worth it. If your read what I've got wrote down, maybe you'd see I'm worth it. This is indeed "Non-Fiction" and the facts if checked are valid and yes there kept in courts called "Closed Circuit". If you read it and find your efforts aren't worth it, would you kindly text a friend and ask them what it's worth is? I really need to find someone who can help me find someone who sees my time is worth it, 'cause the time has started winding, now I'm racing, thoughts spacing, the prize is on the line so why are you waiting? My "Need for Help" is CALLING you, Hello?









N - Nine years old


A - Always in my heart


T - Truly Mine


A - Adoring


L - Loved


I - Intelligent


E - Everyone, I want you to meet my oldest daughter,who is currently sitting in a behavioral hospital. She is there for behavioral problems that other people tell me she has, but in the short time that I got to spend with her yesterday I was with the only person in the world who truly needs love. Like other may say they do or say that they know what it feels like to need love. I saw that person, I experienced her need, I witnessed her smile yesterday afternoon, I had that moment when there was nothing there but my heart and I still feel that today.

I am yelling this in my head and in my heart out loud at you thru these fingers:

--->AMERICA MY "SWEETROLL" NEEDS LOVE RIGHT NOW!!!<---

Put in a facility where she is by those around her that were burdened with nothing more but the task of loving her. That's it because thru loving her EVERYTHING else she needed would have come naturally to her. The clothes, the food, the roof over head, her education - All the result sof love...All you had to do, All I had to do. But instead I'll admit that my love, the love I had and have came with blame. Blame for decisons that ill acting actions that adults made, a kneel to inhibitions that we allowed to take place.

Now, now things are out of Love's Hands, now things are in the hands of those who are paid to make decisions of facts. Those who are bound not to let there feelings or there love involved, they are unallowed to feel passion for people. They are only allowed the produce results "based on the law". And I, I am now faced with the task of working with or thru these laws equiped with nothing but my mind and my love, I will eIrraC in my hands with me the "Scraps of Knowledge" of and LOVE I'll get from you WORLD for putting a piece of my LIFE into your MIND.

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