Karl With A K by Karl Lawrence
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Hello, citizens of the planet earth. My name is Karl Lawrence a.k.a. the infamous “Special K,” and I am happy to report that I finally made it to see the age of 18, in a city where turning 18 is an accomplishment — The Bronx, New York.
I’d just like to let every one of my readers know that I do not think of myself as being any better than anyone else. The blue blood that flows through my veins is common to all humankind, and I want out of life the same things that any reasonable person would — freedom, liberty and the pursuit of happiness. The only thing that I would say separates me from the average person is that whereas others suffer in silence, I take my suffering – along with the collective weight of my experiences, feelings and thoughts – and unload it, rather transform it into words of fire and passion.
And with these words that I bled, sweat and cried onto these pages at the ripe tender age of 16, it is my sincere wish to service as many minds and hearts as I can with an uplifting message of inspiration and, most importantly, truth. For it is only the truth that shall set us all free, no matter how bitter a pill it may be to swallow.
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