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Devotion 8 in Devotional Series Daily Health Ontook (Dsdho)

 "Do not have to tell you once,

I will not, 

That is, date djay Khaled,

Phone to home,

Or go to smoky bones,

And only order a salad, 

A blend of tones,

Nah, instead caught,

A ballad of meats!,

Never what not,

Without,

What not what you were thinking, 

That it was the grammar,

That was peaking do the speaking,

Hold the odor,

Hold the crack,

Hold on to the spelling,

That was the shelling,

Not the shack."



    Suspended is I, on the course in the sky, no matter what I, have cross paths with other Airlines. Like having a spill in public, you know, as an onlooker, you get more than what you paid for. However, this isn't meant as debauchery or even as the pleasant slip up. I mean the effort I put in to say what will ring in your ears.



    Forward to, cut to, this direction I intend to give you has already been structured. Hasn't it? It is not like you were only stopping by to see how I've grown up and differentiated myself. If it is, then, so what? I am just about enough for the time being. And you are too.



    The only true missteps are the immediate gratifications and only when they are so immediate to only you when they perpetuate a nocedo effect. That is when you are doing yourself a wrong to get what you want long term. Like having a self sacrifice or anything you only want to serve you as you look back on it in, that is, when in the future  you value hindsight.



    Hindsight is helpful, but don't let your insight only appease what is to be your hindsight. That is what is and not would be appeasing because you make the decision to entreaty your future and that does not mean your present insight has to be a certain way. Value the insufficiencies and they or those will become a sufficiencies in the value of them as their selves itself.

Artist: Bikini Jock Panini

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