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Poem: “My Fault”
My Fault Is it my fault I grew up around crud living the block can turn you into a man now im drug dealing My best friend mama smokin buttas …
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Free is a Word Free is a word I have come to appreciate Education is something I can now relate Stress never again will I let it determine my fate…
Read MoreTips for Helpful Feedback
The goal of this blog is for readers to provide encouragement and feedback for our young writers, and also to build connections with incarcerated Free Minds members and the outside…
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