My commentary is narrowed by my amateur position. Don’t listen to anything I say or read anything I write. Unless you want to.
Now is my time to write the story that can no longer be bound to my list of promises. Something to make you open your heart. Only a person who lifts his palm can accept and can give, one being the same as the other. I need your help. I need you to believe in me enough to read my words. I need you to believe in me that I may write something worthy.
This much I know: I did not get here alone and will not leave without a friend by my side. Your attention elevates me to professional status.
Ah, here you are.
Thank you, dear friend. Let us get to work.
And so I rise.
Just a thought 12
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