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Define The Rhymes In This Mind Of Mine. I Am Da PrEAChEr. I Decide How To Design The Line Of Time

This book may seem like a typical hook, but the cranny and nook is where most tend and often forget to look. The way I think daily, the lessons I gave and took, overlooked or overcooked I order up whatever looks good. The cleverness stood,…

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…But the rhythm, the spirits, the seeds of peace – these are eternal. And as I listen to the night, to the soft symphony of existence, I know that my work is far from over. The rhymes will continue to flow, the seeds will continue to be planted, and eventually, the world will begin to truly hear. Until then, I will continue to dance, to chant, to preach the gospel of One Love, a phantom in the echo, forever designing the line of time, one rhyme at a time. The ending beat, it is not a silence, but a pregnant pause, a breath held before the next crescendo, the next revelation, the next seed to be sown. And I am ready. We are ready. The dance continues.

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