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Life is highly intelligent, God's love is the power for every soul the brain control's. writing streetlife passionate, transforming the negative into a positive becuase I know that's not the image I want for my Raza painted in. juvenile dilenquent faceing adult charges, try to picture yourself in his predicament faceing life with no heaven no family to call or talk to. Mother left with the burden, left her child without direction or purpose. Father protect him from cursing. Becuase it's hard in this street's repping his Barrio with his heart on his sleeves. There's a certain level in life you reach, we're you sit to think to yourself. Time to prepare for something greater then what it seems. strategies to seek yourself achieve further more then what you see.