Direct Order
The gift I was given god gave it to me, so I don't even see a need for me to ever envy. I don't do what most do I do what I'm suppose to, and I'm opposed to letting foes put strong holds and get close to. See satan's just waiting to see who he can recruit, his will is to kill anything real from the root. But I refuse to be abused so I take another route, no matter where when or how my god will see my way out.
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