Read this one first, it’s a connected to the Decima challenge poem.
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Well done…kind of harsh 🙂
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He’s solid and truthful. His Decima wakes you up as well.
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Ah, yes.
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Sorry about preaching. I was a youth pastor, Sunday School Director, Deacon, and other things that are a blur. I was the young guy who had the energy and fire to do what others didn’t want too. 🙂
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That’s how it goes–the ones with fire keep busy 🙂
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