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By the show of hands, how many wonna attend my funeral not that am joking but doctors have proved am suffering from success they said its a strange disease coz its only symptom are blessings in excess its not communicable nor viral its acquired spiritually. I don't rock Versace but my worn out t-shirts reveals my healthy body sometimes I walk naked but am blessed coz I always afford to wear a smile my name don't appear on the phobes list but  God is the author of my story I don't dine with kings I dine with the king of kings am sorry
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Nov 25, 2015
Nov 25, 2015 at 6:49 AM UTC
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By the show of hands, how many wonna attend my funeral not that am joking but doctors have proved am suffering from success they said its a strange disease coz its only symptom are blessings in excess its not communicable nor viral its acquired spiritually. I don't rock Versace but my worn out t-shirts reveals my healthy body sometimes I walk naked but am blessed coz I always afford to wear a smile my name don't appear on the phobes list but  God is the author of my story I don't dine with kings I dine with the king of kings am sorry
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Nov 25, 2015
Nov 25, 2015 at 6:49 AM UTC
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