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ONE BIAS NATION UNDER THEIR GODS

(ghostwriter figment storyteller)....her name is liberty,she was born in France and her adopted mother is name America.she stand at the sea shores yelling come all my friends!, come all my friends! except for you that I don't choose as my friends! my friends who I only love, my adopted mother will love you because she has no other choice,because you are my adopted children.my friends will some day rule, my family will someday never be rejected again! my family are not of the same blood,we are many blood,our blood will be remembered as the unwanted and the abandoned but without notice my family will be fruitful and multiply. in my adopted mother house we will be many nations,come all my friends may you be weak but in numbers we are strong! my adopted mother named me liberty for I have my own identity,my land where I came from give me away as a gift, as if I was a worthless creation, they have written a unjustified leisure for my belief,I stand holding the light for my friends...come all the poor for my adopted mother will give you wealth.I can hear the blood of my adopted mother children screaming from the soil,come all my friends for you will be my family and I will be your god=government...I will confuse my adopted mother,I will destroy her offspring, I will muffle the screaming from the soil of my adopted mother children.come my friends, my adopted mother children sacrifice will be worthless,as it were the same of me as, the gift.I will rewrite my adopted mother diary, I will write: your offspring will be the tired, the poor, the huddled masses, the captive, the homeless, toss away by me, I lift my lamp beside the golden door! come all my friends! for I will be your GOD and we will be a new NATION, for I am justice and I will give them death because they named me...liberty...it is I liberty that rewrite the constitution called my adopted mother diary,I liberty lock my adopted mother diary with a lock and key for ever and ever.
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(DEAR WIFEY)
dear wifey: I want to thank you for cheating on your new husband with me,I truly mean it,after our divorce we seem to fall in love with each other all over again..I remember when you and your new husband would have a argument and you would climb into my bedroom window in the middle of the night..remember you were looking at my college degree and ask how good of a private investigator was I and challenge me to find your G-spot,it take some time but I found it! the next morning on my degree you write the words private dick-tective,it was so funny,you and your new husband had arguments often,so often you kept a change of clothes in the trunk of my car...we met in high school, I don't think we had time to enjoy our youth being in a serious relationship together..you having a new husband made you hot in your panties because he just could not satisfy your sexual desires. remember that night you show up at my front door all sad face with your vibrator because it stop working,so fucking cute,damn!..shit man I remember when I could be at home working on paper work then there's a knock at the front door,when I open the door it be you,it was so cool and we would just, just, be us,it would be good timing too because sometimes writing and brainstorming is stressful and you would show up and my stress would be gone!..it was crazy because I had no idea you were stopping by,it was always nice to see you...thank you for being a friend and thank you for giving your new husband my sloppy seconds,the things you told me about that guy,why in the hell did you marrie him,I know you told me to be like jamie Foxx says and blame it on the alcohol but damn! it was my pleasure to send you back to your new husband full of my love, you told me he would get angry when you come home in the morning after being gone with me all night,so angry he would hit you,I know you told the story he was arrested for domestic violence you grow up to become a stronger black woman for it,I know because I've seen some of the bruises,it's sad to see a childhood friend or better yet a exwife now full grown going through something like that...it is good that you divorced him and separate from him but continue our friendship and also I will like to say thanks to your two bff for being there for you during your domestic violence with your new husband....... your new husband was older than us,he didn't understand our generation, understanding his ways only was his mistakes about marriage. one thing about us,in the end we didn't point  fingers at each other and we did not play the blame game, we started off as two high school kids living on the opposite side of the tracks finding two things in common..and when you were in high school you would look at me and smile with braces,oh my god,I would tell my lil homie Rome I got a innocent one, dark skin, a phat ass and with braces too! SSSWWWEEETTT!!!
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