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Divine Intervention: Realize Thyself 2

It was divine intervention that gave me life many times. It was divine intervention that held me close many nights. I've let go of things that couldn't be eand xplained no other way. This ain't a sermon or a speech, it's a salute to a brand new day A burst of sunlight in darkness where life and pain could manifest. Where one has risen to brighten the other has to take its rest. All in me ain't healed as of late but the journey got started back in time the parts that ain't i some times hate, and it is a matter of the mind. It was divine intervention that helped me connect. It was divine intervention that helps me reflect. "Hold up, this is her mind, I'm running this show. Without me, anything she had to say wouldn't flow. I'm the one who gives the ideas and let her know the real deal. I'm the one that is all about light I'm the gateway to it, right? Ok, ok, I talk a little fear I say a few things that make her scared. On occasion, just a few, I gave ill advice after Most High said the truth twice. I get a little jealous when she don't listen to my voice. All this renwing and enlightenment takes away my choice. So I throw a monkey wrench in to mess up her heart's show. And her rsoul chimes in, too but I don't want to follow."

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