Success
Today is mine for success. If I fail there will be no rest. I will try and try again, because I understand the inheritance of my sin. My flaws I did not choose although when Temptation not I forgot my shoes. I open the door and welcome them in no resistance and very little discipline. Now all of his friends have a ticket at my soul because failure didn't bother me it was success before I got too old. They put me to battle more and more the lesson I've learned when they knock head out the back door
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