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What Does It Take to Win Your Love

BEAMING!!!
YES! My LORD is still Wonderful, still in the saving business, opening doors, pouring out Blessings, abundant Grace and Mercy!

Any thing you want, just ask ! That's all. No need to put on aires, no need to pretend to be what you are not.

Do love your "color", your "gender". Regardless of your status, play the hand you are dealt. Remember, never forget, "Universal Intelligence",  The HOLY GHOST rights every wrong.
 (So, get over hating every mental midget  that wronged you.  GOD is going to Fix It!)

Do value your Independence! Do READ! Do seek out your own "Soul Salvation".

Do listen to your heart. Do know your worth! Do not let any "system", so called government, "religion", societal myths, lies, taboos , keep you from loving You. 
 Do love You fiercely! You can be sure , and have no doubt, all those on the side of the righteous, on the side of innocent children, are deeply hated.

Yes, I finally cracked the code. No, you did not find me in anyone's "Church", yesterday. Why? I cracked the code, saw the light! I am not blind, nor am I stupid.

That "religion" handed to me, stuffed down my throat,  from conception, is for SLAVES!
No wonder , We, no one,  could keep my low life, lying, sick, sadistic, bulldagging, root working, jealous, envious, *onald *rump- racist ass  BIRTHER, out of the pulpit.

No, I am not a hypocrite, I AM A TRUTH TELLER! 
My birthER was an anti-CHRIST. A Viper! A Judas goat! A magGUTT!!!
No, no one could ever win her fake, phony, lecherous, perverted, demon possessed love. What a "secret" blessing,  to be secretly hated by such a wo/man.
DELIVERED!!!

BEAMING!!!

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