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Kitty pretty little gamer :
what is this I want to play
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You’re pretty good actually
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Leroy Jackson :
your getting really good 👏
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Deuce”Troy” Carter Jr :
Play me
2024-02-01 16:12:02
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dariusdesselle :
damn she walking them down😅😅😅
2024-01-31 12:49:46
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My favorite skin on fortnite
2024-03-16 22:54:32
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Jonathan Guzman :
add me
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add me on Fortnite ( Kappadondragon)
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Samu-el. Sam-antha. God and a flower. Let us imagine a family. From the One come the many. And somewhere among the many comes a child who asks the question nobody wants to answer. Why? Why must I agree to belong? Why does your peace require my silence? If we are all God’s children, why are some of us left outside? Soon enough, somebody gives that child a name. Anathema. Unwelcome. Cast out. The one whose presence disturbs the congregation. Well, pull up a chair, kid. I’m your mother. Sam I Am. Anathama’s Mom. They called you Anathema. I remember Temple Grandin: “Different, not less.” You can tell me what happened. Then you can tell me what you did. We will make room for the whole story. You will be responsible for the harm you cause. So will everyone else. Being loved does not excuse you from responsibility. It gives you somewhere to stand while you learn to carry it. And being different does not cancel your place in the family. A garden grows from the same earth toward the same light, yet every flower takes its own shape. Would you pull them up because they failed to match? Yet we do it to children. To neighbours. To strangers whose names we never bother to learn. Then we stare at the empty spaces and wonder why the world feels so lonely. When the many become like the One, there is still room to just be. Each voice belongs—including the one that asks us to change. From the One come the many. When the many become like the One, then we shall have Unity. Then we shall have Peace. Until then, there is a chair at my table. Even for the child you called Anathema. Especially that one. Just Tracy, Just ’Cause — Parsimony. Clarity. Virtue. One Sky Over All. Resonance: Temple Grandin — Different, Not Less. ⚖️🦉🪽⚜️ #Love #hope #truth #care #family
Samu-el. Sam-antha. God and a flower. Let us imagine a family. From the One come the many. And somewhere among the many comes a child who asks the question nobody wants to answer. Why? Why must I agree to belong? Why does your peace require my silence? If we are all God’s children, why are some of us left outside? Soon enough, somebody gives that child a name. Anathema. Unwelcome. Cast out. The one whose presence disturbs the congregation. Well, pull up a chair, kid. I’m your mother. Sam I Am. Anathama’s Mom. They called you Anathema. I remember Temple Grandin: “Different, not less.” You can tell me what happened. Then you can tell me what you did. We will make room for the whole story. You will be responsible for the harm you cause. So will everyone else. Being loved does not excuse you from responsibility. It gives you somewhere to stand while you learn to carry it. And being different does not cancel your place in the family. A garden grows from the same earth toward the same light, yet every flower takes its own shape. Would you pull them up because they failed to match? Yet we do it to children. To neighbours. To strangers whose names we never bother to learn. Then we stare at the empty spaces and wonder why the world feels so lonely. When the many become like the One, there is still room to just be. Each voice belongs—including the one that asks us to change. From the One come the many. When the many become like the One, then we shall have Unity. Then we shall have Peace. Until then, there is a chair at my table. Even for the child you called Anathema. Especially that one. Just Tracy, Just ’Cause — Parsimony. Clarity. Virtue. One Sky Over All. Resonance: Temple Grandin — Different, Not Less. ⚖️🦉🪽⚜️ #Love #hope #truth #care #family

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