ME

As a kid in the Caribbean

I wished fr a war

I knew that I was poor

I knew it was the only way to

rISe uP

if they tell my story

I am either gonna die on the battle field in glory or

RiSe uP

how does a rag-tag volunteer army in need of a shower, somehow defeat a global super power how do we emerge victorious from the Quagmyers and leave the battle field waving Besy Rosses flag higher”

you could say I’m a fan;))

yessss :)

lAfFaYeTtE!

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