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I had just walked out of the county jail from doing a possession charge term in Houston, Texas. As I walked up the street, I had no hope left.

 

I had just walked out of the county jail from doing a possession charge term in Houston, Texas. As I walked up the street, I had no hope left. I was scared of doing more time and I was homeless, but had a small job to barely get by. I was walking toward Main Street when I saw the most beautiful girl in the world. We made eye contact and it was love at first sight. Her name is Keri. I was whipped instantly. She was like a Persian horse on display just for me. We stayed together for five years and somehow between prison terms we drifted apart. I miss her and love her still with all my heart and would give anything to hear from her again.

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