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Well, now his room was working out just find . He had a bed, music, all the smoke anyone could need for only $5.00 . Now the next day was something he would not be able to forget for some time . Yes, it was the day he killed his fist man.
This was the starting of what he was sent their to do . To take the lives of men that were going to do the same to you . Knowing that it was your or them, was the only way you could think . It for one minute you took time to think would cost you, 'your life .'
When he came back, he walked into his room . Set there for a long time, then it hit him . What he had done, first thing he did was cry . Then he got mad for being there, then he thinked God for giving him another day . Then he just set there, praying to be able to make it ! Then all at once his door open . There was two that had been with him all day . One had a case of beer, and a bag of weed in his hand . The man looked at him and said, ' been there now its time to party while we have life . This the starting of a new day. - � � 
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