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Right Life


The reality of growing.To see the monsters in others and not face the ones within us.Why not see from another instead of your point of view.life ceases to be wholesome if you never observe.To observe and not criticize may at times blow a nerve.To live apart yet together is seldom in truth.We are mostly loud talkers with a heart that's speaking in mute.Like the payed piper that plays his flute,the masses are lead so much farther away from the truth.Think observe and live.For if life is the best thing then living it right is the greatest.🙌🏿
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