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My Poverty

Do you feel pride when you learn about ability? It’s difficult to learn how to define normality. But you know better than me what reality is? My attention is only to encounter criminality. When I saw crime and stays calm, conscious feels guilty, Do we need to learn about what’s Law’s technicality? We don’t condemn someone peace is living speciality, Is it professionalism to work only for a formality? How may I pay bills it’s my need of utility?

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Debbie Guzzi

Date: 6/4/2011 2:53:00 PM

I'm not sure what this is about but perhaps it is saying people must do, what they can do to make enough money to care for themselves. And, sometimes these things are slightly illegal if we only looked at the "letter of the law?" I do agree, the law makes criminals [nod]. Light & Love and I wish you "enough'