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It's hard to face the Truth and Harder still to believe It. To know yourself is to know your truth then freedom will mean something to you. Return to yourself is a return to innocence of your soul, for your soul is pure love, the image of our father. The only moment that really matters is now, if you live in this moment you live in eternal Love. Artistry, in what ever form it takes, is the soul expressing itself with pure love, that in itself is a beautiful testament of who we really are. When life is Love Then Love becomes Life. If you speak then speak with Love.

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