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End is Clear

I spend so much time thinking that when it comes to speaking I tend to stutter but I hope you understand that it's only because I care so much that I know never where to begin. Known as Amari to some, Who's Saying This to the few whom share my plan, feel the pain inside my thoughts and know my heartbeats for those lost and gone, share my soul, share my soul, share my soul until I die, may never apologize for staring 'cause I wonder oh so much, can I help because I can't help but not ignore those who may need help, every child needs a teacher even if the schools close their doors, every sinner needs a preacher, every hurtin' needs a healin', for you all I do my all, 'til I fall, 'til I fall I'm out to prove that I can improve the lives of all...

I hope that one day my kids will understand that their births were the moments I truly felt most blessed, I hope that all the people I have ever met realize that just how much those conversations really meant. See me I am a thinker, I am a dreamer, I am a pursuer, and my hope is that one day the world recognizes all the efforts I put forth, I hope world knows that I tried...I don't know when, but I know that God changed my life, I don't know how but I've been able to overcome all struggles, all problems, I don't how but I am able to solve problems, I don't know if-if the gift is real or if I've really lost my mind...But then again I don't really care, live or die, laughs and smile or tears and frowns all I do is rise, all I want is what's best for mankind. Don't wonder why, wonder when and know that your futures path is clear....
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