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What It Takes
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So much. Boston dime. I started passing it in prayer so from that moment i realized that god is always with one to what give me the fifth. The sustenance was my believed that god places a burden on people to bed and he plays only that burden which they can bear. The second was the love of ordinary people. The love was so much that it was enriching. It gives me strength. Nurturance not ish. Maybe i'm a needy person. Maybe i need love. Because why would sometimes i think why would someone gone wing it when i get so much love. I feel at the mass level that i feel i must go on. I.

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