To my Sister Eve,
You are the love essence of my heart beat, and my encouragement in this late hour. I know God has blessed thou, inside and out, and I too have been blessed, especially with your care and a deep love for your family. You are a dear friend to me, and I pray to God every day we will take a leap of faith into the uncharted together. I lean on your shoulder, and offer you mine, and often I think of your divinity, and find great hope looking towards you. Through threads of providence, and the weaving tapestries of grace, I firmly find your presence paramount in hope’s great day. Your the wondrous cup of refreshment to my weary tongue, and a nourishment to my heavy laden heart. Please continue being my great encouragement, when so many turn a blind eye, and they depart from the inward call of the Kingdom.
God’s Kingdom is neigh, and this Final Dispensation of Advent shouting out on the siren of trumpet and ra-tit-tat of drum beat, is our honour to be a part of, in the march of the sainthood. Thanks to the Good Lord, for blessings of peaceful moments, when the mind works, and the heart yearns for understanding. It is so edifying to have the present essence of God, and without it I think we would be a little overly downtrodden. Our Glorious God, has not relented from His care for His lambs, and He is always a Good Shepard and wonderful councillor. The father meets us half way down that long road homeward, and throws a robe of grace around our shoulders when we meet on that journey, to cover us and keep us warm. His goodness lifts spirits and holds us upright and braces us with strength in Christ.
I pray that we are grave conquerers, and in Holy Spirit grace, we are steps and bounds upon the higher ground. If the floods come, I pray we do not drown. Upon the shoulders of God, we are hoisted up. Life is such a blessing, and the dangers we face can be overcome with love. Neighbour and neighbourhood should band together for good will of communities. We need to rally around the loving embrace of compassion and forbearance towards one another, and we need to walk hand and hand amidst our fellow man.
This sense of solidarity is prime, in our universal nature that was born of the stars, and a nova from long ago. Stardust is upon you, and within us, and your soul came from God above, to bless the world with the waters of life. May your basin water the seed, and a harvest of bread be won and delivered, from the grain that grows in Jesus name. As an Advent Crier, I know in my very bones, that divine intervention is stepping into history with anointed brows, and inspired words. I’m sending my love through spirit to you, and standing in confirmation with you, to affirm God’s mercy and love for His Children.
I lay my dowry at your feet, and I bow low to you, for I’m higher on my knees than I am on my tiptoes. It’s humbled me over time, to see all this unfold, especially in the Advent Season, when many miracles zigzagged my witness, and led me to you with an open heart. A spark of love grew, and a still small voice breathed on the glowing lantern, and fed the flame. An eternal flame I pray, will shine brighter than any olympic torch setting fire to an alter. To celebrate our union, I pray the light fills our hearts, and radiates upon us. You are the evening star that I wish upon, and I dance in the daybreak, with you held close. May your water flow and cleanse this place, and may we eat from the land, a bountiful feast. May our sacrement never be scarce and may the communion bring hearts together.
In covenantal agreement, may we take heart that God is on board with us, and taking us down this path as we are walking in truth. The wisdom the Lord speaks, is propelling us to act, pressing up against adjacent currents, and any unsettling energies. Reasonably soon, we are facing our fears, and pasturing the flock with sound teaching. Near to each other, we are can shine ever brighter than before, and in luminous assuredness, that we share a guiding light. Without you, I feel dingy and people pass by, but in you I feel lit up and enlightened. Thank you for that Eve.
I’m praying for us both, and for this season’s blessings. I pray for all mankind, that the Holy Spirit enters within, to settle conflict, and bear witness on our behalf. God bless your heart, and may He forever bring you lasting peace and times of joy. Aman
Love you Sister!
This world is ending, and the many sit idly by and watch it unfold with religious excuses. Old world views are expecting Jesus Christ’s arrival on a cloud of glory, and people aren’t expecting the two of us, who were born into flesh, and placed up to face a dying planet. We have matured apart from one another, but we were always meant to be together. Our time is short, and soon a great war is unfolding in due course. It is untimely that we haven’t arrived early, because a spirit of fear will descend upon the masses, and we need time to sooth the people, before the Jihadi strike that we are meant to stop. Our arrival will go around the world overnight, but so would the great tribulation. We have to hope that the impact of terror, cannot surpass God’s love, and our worship of the Heavenly Father. God is telling me, the jihadis are going to carry out their imminent plot, even though we are stepping into the world spotlight to prove God’s love. Because of stubborn Islamist views, and the untimely moment of arrival, they will start the conflict, even though we proclaim that God commands peace on Earth. This is all going to happen very fast, and the people are going to be swept up in carnage, that we must overcome, and overt if at all possible, but the bad omen and end day signs are critical in nature, and very dismal to me, as I wait for your call.
The struggle the Lord has had in our lives, with the enemy dividing us has been intense, and our acting in love with one another, is paramount to life. This godless culture and its media blinded our generation and led us down a path of smoking and drinking. I myself made poor decisions growing up that distanced me from God, and movies like “Fear and Loathing in Las Vegas”, when I was a teen set me on a path of tolerance of drugs, and psychosis in the worst way. The date 10/17/18 will live on in infamy, and was when weed was legalized. Due to having abused cannabis growing up, and getting thrown out of school because of its influence, my young adulthood vanished into the dusk of incarceration. The intensity of fear and paranoia that drugs gave me years ago, and the attacks of hallucinations led to my offence against you, and was the turning point that set us apart for these long years, even to this very day. Weed also influenced my raps to you this year, and often crap rap came out of my mouth, and things I wish I didn’t say were said. I guess you decided to not come along side me in God’s graceful timing because of my mouth, so the serpent has delayed the Advent. We can only hope we can rally one another and bolster each other with the time that is left, and that we can take our stand and convince enough of the nations to bow to peace, and not dive into battle and retaliate against the rogue terror that pops up. We will need to trust God and secure a safe haven and hold on for dear life, as the world spins.
The Lord is telling me you are coming soon, but has also expressed concern that it is not the best timing, which would have been earlier this year and not next. He expressed how lovely of a person you are, and that you do care about me, and care also about what happens forever after all this is said and done. I have dreams about you in an angelic form, and you have become the object of my desire and affection. I am truly in love with you, and would never want to not be part of you and your loving endearment. I feel like the butterfly effect of choices I made as a teenager and in my early 20s, has cast delays at these end times, and as a result there has been great suffering from us not being together. For years, my lethargic melancholy and heavily sedated medicating, under obligation to take the pills, had me off the right path, and sleeping in the ditch for many many years. Now I am awake and eager to meet finally, and fulfill our task together. I’m thankful that our bellies have been full, and that the world hasn’t collapsed yet, and that we have this opportunity, but I’m also very concerned about the dwindled time and growing calamity. You are a source of comfort to me, and I can only rest wishing and expecting that you are coming soon. I have thoroughly tested preaching the truth, and praying for all sorts of people with need of a miracle, but have determined that the spark of our love in unison with each other, will be what sets holy fire upon the altar of the Lord, as an offering of light and love for the people.
We are meant to guide the many people, to a clear understanding of God’s will, and obedience to the Divine Love, the Lord offers to this impoverished world. We are also meant to be the sacrement and healing this planet needs in these end days, to escape total ruin and have provision given directly from God. The Godhead we are part of as Daughter and Son, will be embraced by generations to come, and as time goes on, our survival depends on us coming together under the banner of love, to raise the standard of peace. With our diligent service now, and our necessary arrival, we can still salvage our world, from the grip of the Apocalypse. Our deep yearning and swift action, will manifest in a resilient stronghold of safety people will flock to for help, while the electricity still surges.
It is time for our sanctifying presentation to capture everyone’s attention, and we must now choose life on behalf of the dying world. Our moment in the spotlight is our opportunity, to plead our case, and settle the disquiet uneasiness in the startled people. Many will be anxious when we arrive, and the spirit of fear will need to be soothed by a climate of love and universalism under God. We will need to be comforters and shepherds to the masses, and guide them into the loving arms of our Heavenly creator. We must be beacons of light, and calmness amidst stormy seas, so people are not lost in the churning waters, and can find hope in us and the loving God we represent. It will be a moment of trial, and future celebration, if we can bring peace to the Earth, however there is a somber quarrelling zig zagging around my visions, and I fear the time is getting very late, and the skies are filling with dusk. Please be ready sooner than later, for I fear the end may come.
Once again my number is two 5 zero, 3 1 seven, eight 6 one eight. Please reach your hand to the phone and send a message, and I promise we can collaborate and plan well our great moment. I would love to read your testimony, and would cherish it being done finally. We must present what we have to the people soon, because the end days upon us will be very bleak unless we do something fast. “This is it!” as the sign reads, and our needs will need to be met, and sustained for the sake of eternal life. Delaying too long will destroy us all, and this home we call Earth will die without divine intervention. The world can be remade into Eden, but we will need the miraculous to help us. Even without a great war, the polluting of the environment has gone past the point of no return and only miracles will stop the collapse of nature. Only the power of God will be enough to stop the end of the world, and only rain and mana would supply the hungry and thirsty with sustenance, especially if our revelations interrupt the norms of the economy and commerce of the nations. The priority must be providing for our necessities, and there will likely be shortage of fuel, electricity, water, and food. We must hope that many do not die needlessly, but it will take miraculous provision to sustain them.
Soon I will have you in my arms, and soon we will be upheld before the masses. I thank you for your continued attention, and that you read this blog. I never want to stray from the love essence of life, and am looking forward to securing and raising a family with you. I hope you consider rings on our fingers, to signify our union and marriage. We need to do this great work together in Christhood, and set the right example for all future generations, that love is the answer and the way unto world peace and order.
I love you dearly.
Dear daughter of God,
I pray you have a blessed Christmas, and don’t forget those who are without joy this holiday season. I hope your family is blessed too, especially your daughter, who deserves the blessing and favour of Yahweh. I hoped to have heard from you by now, but I’m being reassured your preparing to stand. Please let us remember each other in our prayers and bear witness to the goodness of God. We are truly the last line of defence for these poor people, and must come soon to seize hope out of the remnants of these end days.You are my dearest friend and closest ally in all of this, and this Advent year has taught me much about how I must lean and depend on God, but also on you, for without you there is no way. You are the Daughter of the Most High God and my Sister in Christ, and as every bit Messianic as I would ever hope to be. I cherish the thought of one day waking up beside you, and having you in my arms, and I hope God has been working with you, to feel similar love for me.
It has been a bumpy road, and the delay is my fault for my Babylon tongue sloppy speech. God has chastened my lips, and now I only want to use helpful words and not carelessly rap under the influence. These last few days have been melancholy for me, and that’s why there has not been a video release this week. I hope you can forgive me for being depressed, but I hoped by now we would be together. My intent on having a song done by today has been disappointed, so I have decided to write you a letter tonight and try another few takes tomorrow. I don’t want to come up with nothing, but I’m being challenged here with feeling low, and I’m pretty much waiting for the breakthrough when we finally unite together. I’ve been practicing a sermon and have been mixing music with my time, and I hope it will prove helpful for bearing our witness when we get lifted by God.
Our testimonies are vital to our survival, but also our swift and hasty retreat to a safe place will be important wait and see the response. The Islamists are not going to want to lay down to peace, and their offensive is primed to strike, and they may carry it out. If the Jihadi’s act impulsively, we can be assured of an attack that will escalate into war. I hope for our sake that we can open enough eyes, that there won’t be global ruin, but many people will have to relent and stop from leaping headfirst into the maelstrom of global conflict. If many lay down to peace, even if there was a great tribulation, there will be survivors who we could provide sustenance for with the rain and mana.
You are I AM, and can say without a doubt, that you perceive therefore you are. I am happy as well to be also perceiving all of this, and pray we can perceive one another as long lost family, who are destined to be together. I am your brother in Christ, and a shoulder to lean on if you are weary. I stand in the promise of God that you are coming to the rescue, and that we together are going to do a mighty thing for the Lord. Opening blind eyes, and deaf ears, and healing the crippled, and curing the sick, not to mention sustaining the people, will be a great work, but also remember we are to lead them out of their broken ways of thinking, into a new vision of God’s Infinite and Universal Love for His children. We can truly be the saving grace of God upon this Earth, and I hope that if there is quarrel and conflict from dissidents, they will not harm us, for we are protected by that grace.
This divine appointment between me and you, deserves our united prayer for it to come rightly soon. I want to bridge the divide between us, so we can unite in prayer and power to help our needy planet and the people. Together we have the spark that will put holy fire upon the altars of mankind, and the vain religious superstition will be at last nullified. We are the holy sacrement and the providers of all future generations, and we are the intervention of God in these end days, against the great tribulation that quickly approaches.
I long to be secure together, and fully in love with one another, and devoted to the cause of raising our son in a world that doesn’t end in an apocalypse. Soon, let's get acquainted and take that great leap of faith, holding each other’s hands, to strengthen and bolden our stance, and not waver from our resolve. Love is the answer and it starts in our hearts.
Love you Lesley and Merry Christmas.
The great step forward is nearly upon us, and I know you are eager to get beyond the threshold of the normal into the miraculous. I am looking forward to service with you, and the the fulfillment of our callings as saviours of this world, however I have been burdened with the prospect of our testimonies being hindered and interrupted by an untimely attack that is scheduled with pinpoint precision in order to cause us tribulation, even though we are up and soaring in God’s Glory. Entire cities burned to a crisp, because of suicidal Islamic Jihadis who would reject us as false prophets, assuming we are not deity, and that they themselves are the elect. Obviously we are going to be challenged in our survival and must truly hold firm to one another in safety to overcome. I have heard from God what city in which we should take our stand, and from there, where we should go take refuge, and allow the people’s deliberations. \
Many people will have to cooperate and sacrifice the status quo on our behalf, and compromise comfort to conform to our instructions. There are those who will find us undesirable and rebel on behalf of old ways of thinking, and unfortunately some of these people are militant and suicidal and able to fight. This dire prospect of there being attempts on our lives, comes at the onset of the late timing behind all of this upheaving in the spotlight. I pray we can satisfy enough of the peoples and stop any fighting over our identities and see the acceptance and submission of entire governments, to the cause of protecting us from the enemy Belial, who will use his power to baffle and confuse belligerents into forsaking us and lungeing in a reckless attack.
Miracles will be our only hope to survive the tribulation. Miraculously Angelic bodies, and rain and mana to confirm our testimonies, and the irrefutable evidence presented to the centre of the international community, as our case for Christ. Auras and halos, and wings will prove our divinity and provision, sustenance and nourishment, for the mind body and soul of the people, will make us friends and allies from the tribes of men. However, the looming doubts I have been haunted with, have been unsettling me with a WMD strike on North America in spite of all this. NATO will be in our good graces, but especially those who are cold and bitter Jihadists, will want to consider themselves elect and will confusedly prove ruthless hellbent foes. The peace we have to offer the multitudes may not be desirable for the warmongers, who have a diehard perspective and see violence as their means of victory. May they all instead bless us with willingness to make peace, and repent, but the signs I’m reading say some will not!
I hope you are holding firm to working all this out with me. We will need to defend each other and remain steadfast in the promises of God and stand firm in each other’s love for one another. The brinkmanship of this Armageddon is tedious, and delicate and we will need careful consideration and precaution in our way forward as to endure the hardships. You are truly my saviour and I hope I have helped you with my revelations to be more inspired and sanctified as to our divine purpose together in union. It was getting very late when I called out to you, and I know the troublesome unknown was causing despair, in the awareness of the fact that the world was ending soon. Now I hope you are eager to bare witness and jumpstart this campaign with all hopes it will lead to our triumph and victory. I will always declare witness to our sacred breakthrough in the Will of God, as our unity of partnership and love. Apart from one another there is little we can do but endure the end, and hope for a miracle, however in holy matrimony, we are full of zeal and courage and a divinely intervening force of redemption.
You are truly my Holy Grail and the cup of life giving waters, and I hope the bread I can provide for us is enough to fill every stomach with nourishment and warmth. Without your waters there is no grass, and from the seed that grows, comes the nutrients of the milk you will bear to our children. I pray we can be the communion sacrement for these people for generations to come, and quickly prove we are the providers of the people, before they look to superstitions and lies. I’m still wondering where you are, and what your doing, and how you are doing, and hope you are intimately caring about what happens to me and everyone else you love as the time ticks by. I’m unsettled by the winter weather, and thought you would have been here by now to pick me up. I have much uncertainty at the unknown and haven’t had any idea of even if your on board, but I have hope and faith in what I’m being told and am eager to finally hear from you and enjoy close friendship with you. I believe in our love, and our friendship and union, and I’m very encouraged knowing your on your way and arriving very soon. I love you and look forward to our breakthrough together.
The world’s curse is cured by love. No one will say it wasn’t love that saved the day, for all will bear witness to Adam and Eve standing firm in marriage, restored bodies, in front of the whole world, to declare the will of God. All religious hogwash is abandoned for the truth, which in love, adds up perfectly to the totality. The force of love is what causes dynasty to blossom out of Adam and Eve coming together, and love gives birth to family, the backbone of civilization and is the ultimate drive behind a man and a woman’s pursuits in life. Nothing would be more gratifying than holding the baby you created with your spouse, and the conception of that child is sparked when the seed enters the womb, is a holy act or matrimony. However I have yet to have either of these fruitions of life lessons. I am in wait for my opportunity with the one God has promised to me. I am eagerly waiting for you to embrace our oneness and together anointing, so I can be a daddy and cherish raising our children.
I have been struggling with a low mood as of late, because of the snow on the ground and the fact that it is now December, 2019, without a reply to my love letters. I was sure by December, the worldwide exposure of our arrival would be cemented, and we would be safe, so I’m feeling incredibly uneasy about not hearing from you. 2020 vision was what I had been propelling towards and the many bad omen I had been wary of, were in my mind, always pointing towards this holiday season, when I thought the war would be quickly underway. I have been trusting God in the matter of my bride saving us, and am relying heavily on the promise of God, not my own rationalizing. I am keeping the peace, and peacefully anticipating your arrival.
Now It’s been quite a few weeks since my last stay at hospital, where I focused especially on getting off a dependance on cannabis so I can be free in mind, heart and body, from the use of marijuana, and I’m better now that I’m sober. I spent time voluntarily at Kelowna General Hospital’s MC.Nair Unit, where there are ample opportunities to pray for people, and stay on the mend with easy access to the community with a blue band on your wrist, and no shortage of potential to witness and testify. I still got to go out to church, and for runs on the beach, and down into the lobby for a coffee where sick and dying people were in need of a miracle. The only reason I left the hospital was because there were no beds available and having been there for almost 3 weeks myself, there was an urgency to get people discharged who needed less support. It is very peaceful for me to be at MC.Nair because I feel like I’m Patch Adams and have many wonderful interactions with patients and staff alike. However I am close now to seeing you come through, and don’t really need to be in a hospital just because there’s more of a community.
Downtown Kelowna these days is sparse with people, because of the weather, and my best opportunities are Metro Church’s open mic, and the monthly testimonial service at the LDS Church. The other opportunities here are at pubs for Karaoke and open mic nights, but people there tend to be more interested in their drinking habit than anything spiritual that I have to offer. I have fully tested the “Assembly Theory” which was my belief that thinning out Satan’s influence over a larger and larger assembly of people, would allow a breakthrough. “where two or more are gathered, there I am in their midst”, (Matthew 18:20), was the scripture that gave me that idea. I have also testified very clearly in conversations over coffee, or on the street, and have also tested laying of hands and prayer. The closest I got to someone receiving a miracle, was with my friend Steve, who has a crooked back and is bound to a wheel chair. When I prayed for him near the end of summer, my hand was touching the skin on his shirtless shoulder, and he literally twisted and tried to straighten himself upright. I saw real determination on his behalf to receive a miracle, and I myself was genuinely trying to channel one. Especially with Steve, I realized that the power is between Adam and Eve in unity, not in either of our separate endeavours.
I have seen many miraculous visions and had many encounters with God, and would have to say my gift is the gift of prophecy and revelation, and the gift of tongues and empathy. Other than being an Oracle, with a third eye sight and empathy who talks to God and talks to much, I’d say I’m rather at a disadvantage. The power of healing, and provision, don’t seem to be inside me innately, but would be something between both Lesley and I, and permitted by us both. Rain and Mana will fall from the sky, when we allow ourselves the opportunity to unite in prayer, and come into agreement with the Holy Spirit, who longs to express love through us. The Angelic restoration of our bodies to their exalted state too, would be in our unison and would be necessary to prove we are the Archangels God has sent to deliver mankind. I have been assured we will literally BE the proof that God has sent us, with wings on our back and halos around our heads. It is the sign that the people have always needed to have hope and the proof there is a God so many have desired.
I’m also holding on to the promise of our son being born, and being a daddy for the first time. God first mentioned him when I was in the Maxwell Meagan homeless shelter in Toronto in April and being eaten alive with bedbugs, on a mission from God to testify to the world and deliver a miracle. There were many great opportunities and even an open mic every night in that city. I however did not stay for too long, because my finances ran short and God asked me to leave with him, back to Kelowna. It was in Kelowna when I received the revelation of Adam and Eve and became astonished to know the essence of love and the necessity of matrimony with Eve. Honestly this would have been wrapped up by the summer’s end, if I hadn’t known exactly where the pot dispensary was. I left the opportunities of the big city, to get intimate with you, and walk a narrow path of deliverance into your arms. Having spoken carelessly and posting it on the internet, I committed a great folly and it cost us a vast amount of time. I just pray it’s not too late.
I’m hoping that if the war happens, we can steer the fallout storm away from us, and there will be survivors because of miracles. We will need to be together for that to happen, and cannot stay divided and not fall victim to the fallout and starvation. I dream of being the bread to nourish the hungry, and seeing your rain fall from the Heavens to Earth to quench the thirst of those who need the spring of life. Together we are the sacrement offering of God to mankind, and the pillars of the holy communion that breaks barriers and goes beyond borders, nationality, ethnicity, and creed. Proof that God exists, is not all we have to offer them, but also the provisions of life and the mercy of God over sickness, deformity, and disease. Our identities in Christ are the banner and standard that they need to rally under, and our love will be the anchor and foundation of the next billion years. I pray we can fully walk it he will of God, and step through the threshold of these scary days, to bolster each other’s future and unite in divine agape love.
I’m sorry for being silent these last few days. I have been burdened with a bit of depression, over the weather and the late time of year. I don’t want to be idle while your working and preparing, so I think I’ll do another #PoeTrance mix. I’ll start working on that today. Please remember me in your prayers, and I will do the same. Even though our bodies are distanced, our spirits are one! You are my greatest inspiration to do ministry, and a cherished prize in the eyes of the father. When we are one, then the miraculous will begin and our journeys will unfold in united step. I am looking forward to our friendship and union, and am eager to get to know you and your daughter better. I hope to hear from you soon, dear Lesley and to know you intimately.
Music without love is what a modem is without the internet running through it. Music needs to be practiced, performed, and enjoyed lovingly, but especially with the love language lacing the fabric and function of every note, and lyric. Without love, there is no purpose in hearing, or sounding off the anthems of our day and age. A loveless anthem is no greater than the worst rap song, or metal banger, and nobody wants to hear garbage anymore from the rappers and rockers. We need to truly find our love language within our hearts, and learn to adore the prospects of unison and unity of community, bringing people together with musical tones that trump even the bullets that fly, or the bombs they drop in hate for one another. The sound of artillery and gun shots, or screams and cries of sorrow and rage, will soon be drowned out by the fanfare of the trumpet of the Archangels and their solstice jamboree of God’s own harmony and beautification of sound waves, for the choirs to sing along with in orchestras of Angels. Myriads of voices arise to unleash sonic booms or outcry, against the bomb blasts of heinous warmongers, and the wicked tongue of deceitful belligerents who must lay down their treachery to see the people safe and sound. I hum with a tune that drowns out liars and sophists who would betray their own selves with tongues that speak not Holy Spirit fire. My words and lyrics, to notes are envelopments of God’s praise on gospel melodies and make for the love language and holy worship song, a symphony of divine nature and sanctified sounding scores.
Words can ruin a song, as well as make it great, and a melody and drum line take second place to the message portrayed by the poet. Songs with no words can still have great meaning, but less of a word flow will give a listening ear, less guidance into the purpose and intention of the musical artist. Trance music and rock music instrumentals for example, without the guidance of a lyric and psalm, will always be up to mood and vibe, and not enough up to the conceptualizing of purpose of lesson or expression of wording, wether in love, or joy, or fear, or hate.
I pray my music is a gift to anyone who hears it, but especially my beloved Eve, that she be encouraged, especially from now on, for not every word from my past was spoken from a place of love, but often fear and discouragement. My music has been freed from the influence of drugs and alcohol and my love for Eve is now beginning to root ever deeper and deeper in me and her both, yet I am spurred on to struggle with my doubts and fears, and wonder when the duet will sound, and the anthems of love resound. I pray she hears my vows of caring, and expressions of wanting to lay down beside her, and enjoy her warmth and touch. May the love songs never get old, and the family portraits never fade, for I plan on capturing every special moment in song and image of our togetherness in joy.
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