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Nov 2022
Everyday, I am giving my everything.

I believe in only doing my best.

My moments arise from the good within me, for I have my days.

I may stumble, remaining humble, keeps my mind in order, even when I fumble, slip and catch myself hanging by the edge.

Control over all is power only for a God. My destiny ties me to limitations in a human vessel. I will not revoke a prayer or blessing for strength from her, him, all. I am content with trying to master, only my control for I do not wish to have power over anyone's will.

My love. It does have energy to bring safety and protection to everyone of compassionate living.

Mysterious and complex to explain in any context of terminology.

Dream Realm. It's a place where the lessons remind you of failure, fears, peril, progression.

You cannot wonder too far. You may lose yourself to the unexpected.

Everyday is but a blink. Connecting along through how we think.
Descovia
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