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The life that we live

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I want to keep this very short and simple because I have a limited time to finish this whole little tale I want to share with you. My writing isn't what you call professional in any way but it's quite mind catching and very interesting to follow.
In this book I wrote everything I recall ever doing as from my early childhood until my present life without holding back any information,yes,snitching. 
If you personally know me and might feel offended by what I might write or say about you,I'm truly sorry but honesty is key in this book. 
I plan on not regretting anything said in this book after I'm done with it,I want you the reader to capture my adventurous moments and laugh or feel sad for awhile cause truth be told,life is all about making your soul happy or perhaps feeling sad for some time.  
I thank you for taking your most important time to read my book, and yes,I'm not going to use big words and stuff like that,plain,simple and straight gheto words but the story is uptown I must say,I pray you relax and take your time to finish this.Catching is most definitely allowed.All Rights Reserved

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