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The distance between one point is deferred to the spectrum of dancing lilies and apples falling to the ground with bees swarming and dancing around the luscious nectar and grasp onto for dear life in the realm of all that matters and stops the confrontation of one answer to the next.  
All that matters in the case of confronting the hive of devilish bees and hornets in the depth of what is designed to all that can be alive...the stance of the dance creates a place of relevance in our hearts and mind. The instructions declare a format of declaration and place  point to mark the response of how the direction is sweetened on the side of how one pertains  to the dedication to increase the moments of truth.  
The troubled soul is dependent upon the service of how one is opt to configure the best from the worst, the majority of elevation can turn all around the moment of  how one spends their time during the living years of congruence and to move the structure from the time of time and the dial of the sun turns backwards in the land of turmoil and to continue the best from the rest...

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