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Royal Loyalty


Royal Loyalty You are royalty. The blood that runs through your veins is richer than any silver, any gold, or any jewel can buy. The immortality of your soul is worth more than any life can offer. You are the descendents of heirs that have been born to the throne. The eye of the storm your mothers have given birth to. The apple of your father's eyes as they have carried you to be blessed with this life you now endure. You are royalty. It is time to take your throne as your forefathers have done before you. Your skin made of gold. Your pupils of diamonds. Your breath the breath of life itself. So stride to show the oil pumps and coal mines in your breast plate. You are royalty. Yet our bloodline cries out for this generation. Truth is, the way we carry ourselves, we don't represent the royalty we are. Truth is we don't know what we carry in our loans and wombs to lay seed to the next generation that we hope to be greater than we as those did wish before us. Truth is, somewhere along the lines we screwed up. We forgot who we are. We allowed other people to take control of us and forget our worth, our value, our bloodline. We’d rather sell our riches that lasts longer than a lifetime in exchange for voluntary slavery to the materialistic need of the temporary. Stay loyal to your royal bloodline. Remember who you are so even when everyone else forgets, you can remind them. Royal Loyalty. Remember what you are worth, so even if people try to make u seem small, you can let them know. Royal Loyalty. Remember those who past and flow in your bloodstream, so when someone tries to confuse you in about your past, you can remind them of the truth and know that in that past lies the prophecies of your future. Royal Loyalty. Love yourself because no one can do it for you, because no one carries what you carry in your loans, in your womb, in your bloodstream. Royal Loyalty. And never ever ever forget that you are royalty.
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