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Faith give the funds like a tuition to learn as long be myself some success someday come in return not in for fame know not all the time my chances remain but I’ll find the right one as long I’m breathing chances never be done god will  end god lead me to destination and spot the right success like a Dalmatian never own my own each day chances can be grown
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