Friday, July 30, 2010

He said: "I wish that I was somewhere else. I don't want to be here even though this is where I live; where I've always lived. These are the streets I grew up on and these are the people who are my tribe. These are the smells that I have lived with all my life. I've seen people get born here, and I've seen people die here. There is a bit of me everywhere here. But, I don't feel like I can stay here one more day. I'm being strangled by hands that I can not see. I need to leave here before it is too late. I want to leave here. I have to leave here, now. I wish that I was somewhere else."
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