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someone was being judged for what he believed in what was right but he didn't care about of what people thought about him and in what he believes in is right and he kinda remind me of a person who inspired me his name was Johnny Cash he always but on black he just loved to but on black and he didn't care what people thought because he knew that it doesn't matter what people thought about him he knew that it only matters what he thought that one thing that I love about him and his music . I wore black because I liked it and i still do and wearing it still means something to me it's still my symbol of rebellion against a stagnant status qout against our hypocritical house of God against people whose minds are close to outher peoples idea, Johnny CashAlle Rechte vorbehalten

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