“I started singin', "Cry-Cry - Miss Liberty dies Drove my Scary to The Friendly, but The Friendly was dry

Them good old boys were speaking
#Freedom Inside

I was Singin', "This'll be the day that I cry This'll be the (last) day that I cry"
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And I didn’t allow myself to feel many emotions for many years. It was a self-imposed protective blanket that shielded me from evil. 

Being numb wasn’t my way forward. For me: Dug deeper & accepted all the good and bad I have done. It was easier loving & accepting others for their perceived flaws. Truly. 

Definitely not an expert on anything but my lived life. There are many definitions of what is good or bad. Mostly: my belief is everything just is … what each person does with their resources matters more than anything else. Absolutely, I may be wrong. So far nothing has proved this false yet. 

Love of humanity & seeking to help others has always been a priority for me. Donating resources early makes it easier to continue. 
Good luck with your future endeavors. 🫂 

 This certainly resonates with me. 

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 🫂🤗🥰 That’s the best we can do is share our resources & hope it hits something. Truly. Hugs 🫂  

 Hold our preferred frequency, express from that frequency & wait for others to join us. They're coming. 

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 Fine 😂🫂🤣