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18/03/2021

God who sees the beginning, middle, and the end, allowed me to grow up on a farm. Some lessons are not taught in a classroom; from 7 a.m. until 3 p.m. The farm was one huge classroom, with nature as my teacher.
On the farm; we had chickens that laid eggs. When it was time for eggs to hatch, the egg shell is always broken from the INSIDE by the chick. The chick MUST break two shells. When the chick breaks the 1st shell, hopefully it is a spot of the egg where a bubble of air “air cell” has formed. It is common for the air cell to be at the side of the largest end of the egg. The chick MUST be in the right position to break the 2nd shell. A wrong position is called “Pip.” In the Pip position, the chick will suffocate to death.
Because the mother hen; can’t rescue her baby. She will make a low clucking sound, anyone who hear it, realizes something is wrong. If the chick is unable to turn itself, a human being can help them. The person must know what they are doing.
My opinion is - the accident left Bob in a “Pip” position in life. His brain was never trained to think logically. If you tried to get him to do something constructive, depression and defiance was his first reaction. His “air bubble” is fantasy land. He is anti-social. He displays emotions only in activities of a child. God; who sees the beginning, middle, and end, knew Bob would end up in a Pip position. As a mother hen communicates with her chick in trouble, one year, a friend from Sacramento, came with a few of her family to wish me a Happy Birthday. One family member, Tracy, who never met Bob, and yet she communicates with him with words of encouragement. Her words put a light in his eyes.
As on the farm, a person MUST know how to rescue a chick in the “Pip position,” so it is with Bob. I must know when to allow him into the world of “make believe.” Instead of letting him stay too long in an unreal world, I remind him of words that Tracy said which helps him hang on to reality.
Bob’s mother isn’t here to help her child. Just as a mother hen in a barnyard MUST depend upon the kindness of a human to help her chick, Bob’s mother is watching from the balcony of Heaven for someone encourage her child every time, I post about him. Although Tracy; is not our flesh and blood, she is the “Air cell” for him. We decided to call her, (without her permission) Aunt Tracy. I believe God wrapped His favor in flesh and blood in a lady we call Aunt Tracy; told her to show Bob compassion and help Bob bear his burden; therefore Bob is NEVER ALONE

25/02/2021

Once; a person, led the parade for this Great Land, whom many people love. That Leader once said, “…. Ask not what your .... can do for you, ask what can I do ….” He fell; his brother stepped up to lead the parade; he said, “….Some people see things as they are and ask why? I see things as they could be, and say, why not?”
Today, there are many changes unfolding in society. It is time for me to do something other than be a “silent Christian.” Although, I don’t discuss serious subjects with Bob, I thought it was time to give him 2 verses from The Word to prove the dead is aware of what happens on earth. I told him, “In memory of those “Unable to speak” this month; I planted 7 trees in Israel. One of the jobs the archangel Gabriel does is to deliver messages concerning Israel. I asked Elohim to send Gabriel to those whom I call, ‘Precious Gems, in Your Jewelry Box’ with a message about the trees. Anytime a person blesses Israel, they are blessed. The next few months; anything planted in Israel, brings a triple blessing if a person believes in a Shemitah year.”
Bob didn’t respond, continued to shred paper.
I said, “It is important for The Most High to know I’m sorry for what happens to what I consider to be precious gems; and at the Judgement Seat of Christ, their blood is NOT on my hand. The culture I live in is forcing me to support things The Word doesn’t agree with. Most of all; The Almighty promised if I bless Israel, He would bless my Great Land. Do you want to plant a tree in memory of those whom the “…. The thief came to steal, kill, and destroy?”
It is important not to make decision against Bob’s will. I asked, “Do you know what ‘stopping’ means?”
“Yes.” He said.
That response meant nothing; because although his vocabulary is large, he doesn’t automatically know the meaning of most words. I pressed.
Bob gave a precise meaning, glanced at me, and said, “I’ll plant 2 trees. I want my land blessed too.”
“Sweet Jesus! You can think and make a reality sentence.” I whispered.
I continued to make lunch, as Bob did his shredding. He muttered something.
“What did you say?” I asked absentmindedly.
He said, “They can live with me.”
“What in the world are you talking about?” I asked with a raw egg in my hand.
“The Precious Gems. They are “Gifts of God” can live in my mansion.”
A solitary tap rose from the floor as the egg lay near my feet.
“Oh, my, God; he just quoted The Word verbatim. This is not a good day to die; for sure, there is no tomorrow.” I voiced, looking around the room for the death angel. I grabbed paper towel to clean up the mess, and immediately had flashback, years ago….
We need a larger house, I tried to get him to repeat, “….I give you houses you did not build….” When I asked what kind of house he wanted he always said a mansion. Never a 3, or 5 bedroom, he never wavered from a mansion with lots of room, with people.
For 3 days he made profound sentences about his future; for example one was, “…. I want my mansion on a farm.”
I shared with Al Bob’s conversation. Al said, “I do not know of any mentally handicapped/physically disabled person as Bob ever having such an epic dream. That is why NOBODY would buy your land in Florida. The land is waiting for Bob.”
Bob’s dreams fulfill the words of the above great men, now gone from this world. With God’s support, Bob is NEVER ALONE!

13/02/2021

Sometimes; I must take the city bus from point A to point B. If I’m not at the bus stop, at the "right moment", I miss the bus; it is necessary to wait for the next bus. Bob is a complex person. Yesterday, 12 February, I thought I was at the "right moment" of Bob’s moment of reality, and asked; “… who would you like to wish a Happy Valentine’s Day….”
Bob named a woman to whom he always refers to as his girlfriend. They NEVER phone or visit; then, he named family members he hasn’t seen in decades.
I didn’t push him to answer any more questions; so about 3 hours later, I asked again. This time, Bob said, “…. Al, Merly,, (Al’s wife) Tonya, (his sister)”
Because his short term memory is seriously damaged, I asked, “What about people who read your story on Facebook?”
“Of course!” he said as if I was the one with memory problems.
“Okay, okay, I’ll send electronic hugs and hearts to everyone.”
“Thank you.” He simply said.
With God’s Mercy new every morning Bob is NEVER ALONE!
((((❤️❤️❤️❤️HUGS✋😁🤚HUGS❤️❤️❤️❤️))))

I knew Bob before his birth. He was born with dyslexia. His mother; my sister, paid tutors to help him overcome the stru...
27/01/2021

I knew Bob before his birth. He was born with dyslexia. His mother; my sister, paid tutors to help him overcome the struggle of dyslexia. He worked hard; and of the year of the accident, he was to enter a regular school. The derailment of life sent him, to the point, sometimes; he is beyond the stage of an infant.
I told him a man from the Philippines saw his pictures and what was posted on the Internet about him, then wrote, “I like your page”
Bob’s eyes danced; his smile as bright as a new moon. He said, “All right! Tell the man thanks.” Bob lifted his chin; pushed his chest out as if he is exceptional Mr. Cool.
I realized he was in the land of reality. I grabbed that moment as a Pitbull, and said, “Anyone; who takes time to read your page is a blessing. Would you like to call in more people to read your story?” I asked.
He tilted his head to the left, and said, “How?”
I took his Avos receipt from the wall, and said, “When lions hunt, the male lion goes to one side of the savannah the female is on the other side. When the male lion roars the sound can be heard about 8 miles away. The prey runs from the resonance of the male. The beasts end up running in the direction of the female lion, she is true the hunter. They are unaware of danger waiting ahead. They are safer if they went in the direction of the male, he is slower in the hunt; however, if he gets close enough, he will rip the wild beast apart.
“You don’t have anyone to pray, or talk to but me. There is a lion in you. Let me hear you roar.”
Bob casted his eyes to the floor; I muttered, “Stay with me a little longer.” Within seconds; he lifted his eyes, pointed to his chest.
“Yes my Darling. There is a lion in you. Jesus is the Lion from the tribe of Judah. Jesus is in you. Now roar as a lion.”
Bob laughed, made a face, and did his best to roar as a lion.
“WOW! I’m, scared of you, Mr. Lion. Your Avos offering, that will be as your female lion. That offering will hunt for whatever is stopping people from checking out your story. More people will read even though you are handicap, and disable, you didn’t give up. You returned the tithe, you tried to help get the gospel around the world, you give to help Israel. You love to shred papers.”
“What I give is so-so little.” He replied.
“It is NOT the amount that God looks at, it is your heart.” I told him.
“Do you want Al to put your picture on Facebook in your new shirt?”
He lightly chuckle, and said, “Of yeah!”
I shook my head, and said, “Silly me.”
When kindhearted people read Bob’s story, Bob is NEVER ALONE

19/01/2021

God who see the beginning; middle, and the end, knew covid19 would force Bob to become a shut-in. God allowed him to have a neighbor who made their backyard with a touch of country living. Bod can hear the rooster crowing; the chicken clucking; sometimes; they fly over the fence. A family of peacocks, marches in front of the door, the male spreads his feather. 16 January; the squirrels played in the oak tree as Bob gazed out the glass door. I asked, “What are you thinking about?”
He continued to stare outside, as he said, “The weather.”
“What about the weather? “ I asked.
He shifted his focus to me, and said, “Bad air. I’m tired of being in the house. Will covid 19 ever leave?”
“Do you remember when I lived in a house; that was painted the color pink as a rose?
He nodded his head.
“When Al was in college; one year, in his Filmmaking class, he had to make a video for his final grade. Al loved, loved to build models of science fiction things. He made a model of a monster. The model of something from another world was placed on his work table. Al moved the model’s right leg. The dreamer of filmmaker; laid on the floor, took a picture. Then he moved the monster’s other leg, Al took a position on the floor, and took another picture. He did that about several times for a few hours just for few seconds of running film. Then the student of filmmaking took a picture of the street with the rose pink house. He was able to put the two pictures together. When Al finished his project; it looked as if a monster, taller than the houses, marched down our street.”
“WOW, Al is smart!” Bob said.
“Things are not always as they appear. Covid-19 may look as if it is forever. Proverbs tells us, “For surely there is an end.” there is an expiration date on every things.
With God’s Word; Bob is NEVER ALONE.

14/01/2021

I talk to Bob as if he understood when I spoke; and because Bob can speak, it’s easy to think he is mentally alert.
On 8 January, I was in the room with him. We were listening as a gospel radio station spoke of a citizen of America. The man saw the trash at the Capital left by the protesters. He was a lover of America who came from another country and was heartbroken over what happen at the Capital on the 6th of January. While the lone citizen picked up the trash, someone took a picture of the man and it went viral.
That moment, Bob was in the land of reality, and asked “Why were those people protesting?”
I wasn’t about to use his moment of clarity to explain politics. Abraham used the stars and sand to remind himself of God’s promises.
My living room; is converted into Bob’s bedroom. There is much equipment needed to care for him. Our last Christmas tree was about 10 years ago. The Christmas of 2020; I asked Al if he would put up a string of lights on a wall near Bob’s bed. I would use the Christmas lights to remind Bob to pray for souls to come to Jesus from 195 nations.
I simply said, “Some people don’t like the U.S. Constitution.”
A confused frown appeared on his face, as he asked, “Why not?”
“Do you remember what month this is?” I question.
I saw the empty expression on his face, “stay with me I muttered,” and said, “This is January, 2021. The 1st day; of a New Year, was on a Friday. Some people believe the Sabbath starts at sunset on a Friday. For these people, they light a Sabbath’s candle. Among the meaning is “no matter how dark the world is, the light of God shines in their world.” Their religion teaches there is a blessing when a person honors the Sabbath. In the Bible; in the book called Numbers, tells us it is important to give an offering on the 1st day of the month. This year because we gave our offering; for us, we expect blessing
That offering is called Avos. And Avos means, the 1st of something, the birth of all blessings. When you give to Israel; you receive a blessing. It is an endless blessing. When the Avos offering is to Israel, it releases blessing for the whole year. Did you know God has a library?” I asked Bob.
He gazed ahead as silent as a doorknob. I thought he had returned to his world, I whispered, “why tell him these things.” Bob shifted his focus to me, and said, “Library, with… books.”
PTL, he is listening I thought, and then said, “Yes a library with books. One book is called; “Book of remembrance.” I gave him his paper receipt of his Avos offering, and said, “Because of Covid-19, the people in Israel; must stay inside, the same as you. And your offering is very much needed, your offering was written in God’s book, in Heaven.”
Bob just smiled, and held the receipt to his chest.
“The Christmas lights are to remind you to pray for souls to come to Jesus in 195 nations. And when you; pray for others, that is more important than picking up trash at the Capital of America.”
I put the receipt for his Avos offering, on the wall. Throughout; the day he is reminded of his Avos offering, and to expect to be blessed in good health, better job, a better life. And because he gave a tithe, he has tither’s rights.
The receipt is to remind Bob that he is NEVER ALONE

02/01/2021

Yesterday; New Year, when I entered Bob’s bedroom, I said, ”Happy New Year,”
“I plead the Blood over the year.” Bob replied.
My eyes grew the size of a golf ball, “What does that mean?” I asked, surprised at his words.
“No bad air, we can get out of the house.” Bob said.
My thoughts ran a mile a minute, as I focused on the reality Bob had started the year in the land of reality. I heard him talking; and yet, my thoughts drifted in the direction, the head injury robbed him of knowing in five days, history in America would be made concerning the 2020 Presidential Election. In my opinion, America is in the same position when President Jefferson started his second term. Would history repeat its self? If he had no memory loss; would he be praying for America? If… if… if… what a shame; the fact is, there is a head injury.
I said to Bob, “Let us start the year out by not asking God when will covid-19 end? Let us ask Elohim Adonai what are You saying in this situation? This year; we will not count on the person in the White House to save us, or medicine to protect us, let us completely trust God to provide for us.”
“Okay.” He said.
In Deuteronomy 28:7, in the KJV; “The Lord shall cause thine enemies who rise up against you to be smitten before your face: they shall come against you one way, and flee seven ways.”
That verse, is a promise from God Almighty. The part about the enemies; leaves in 7 ways, means they are completely gone. For us to get that promise; there must be no unforgiveness in our heart. How do you feel nobody comes to see you?”
“I get lonely, sometimes, I just talk to God.” Bob responded.
My heart bled because of the alertness of his answer. I asked, “How do you feel about the man who hit you with his car?”
“There is room to forgive him, and don’t think about it.” He said.
“Sweetheart; I think, “to forgive” means, you don’t stay mad when someone hurt you. You do remember what they did, without the pain. God heals the heart.” I repeated, “The memory is still with you, without the pain.”
“What?” he asked.
“Remember we heard Pastor Jerry Savelle say, 'God promised to smite your enemies.' My opinion, your enemies are, loneliness, lack, poverty, and poor health. Open your left hand, and think of it as a sheet of paper. You write your enemies name on it. Now make a fist with your right hand. Let your fist represent the hand of God smiting your enemies. Now hit your left hand with your fist.
“Every day; we shall say a prayer of thanksgiving to God for watching over his Word to make it a reality.”
Each day he is expecting God to keep His Word Bob is NEVER ALONE

28/12/2020

The car hit Bob when he was age 9. The accident left him a “prisoner of time.” He loves, loves a toy called “Robotech.” He never gets weary of playing “Robotech” on the computer. When asked what he wanted for Christmas, he said, “A Robotech video.” That was the #1 toy when he had the accident. He shreds papers to earn money to buy his dream toy.
I said, “Christmas is Jesus birthday. I’m so glad God blessed us not to get the coronavirus; In the Bible Psalm 2, God tells us we can ask Him for nations, He will give them to us. That verse means, my opinion, is that God don’t get upset when we ask Him for big things. The birthday gift, I’m giving Jesus is to prays for souls to come to Him. There are 195 nations in the world. I’ll give DayStar, a few dollars, each dollar represents each nation I’ll pray for.”
Bod said, “Me too.”
“How many nations you want to pray for?” I asked.
“All of them.” Bob replied.
I touched his hand, and said, “That’s good.” I started to walk away; all the while thoughts danced in my head, “… he didn’t understand a word I said. For sure he had returned to his private world….”
May god forgive me if I’m lying; I heard the Holy Spirit say, “Stop. You heard Bob; you are not listing to him.” I went back to him repeated the above statement. Once again he responded with the same answer.
We talked, as I did my best to hear and listen, PTL, I got it, the Bible said, “…. Go into all the world and preach the gospel.” Bob wanted 195 nations, he didn’t have that amount of money; but God does.
Our gift for Jesus birthday is praying a specific number of souls from 195 nations to come to Jesus.
Bob don’t need legs and hands that work; he can do something for others just be praying for them. When he gives a donation to Day Star, I play the song, “…thank you for giving to the Lord…” I told him one day; in Heaven, people will say, “Mr. Bob, thanks for praying and giving. Some people will shake his hand; and, some will even dance with him.”
He smile, and said, “That would be nice.”
I’m thankful for moments Bob is in the land of reality. During the Christmas holidays; Bob watched a program on a Christian channel. In the program, time was given explaining 25 December, is not Jesus birthday. I was surprised to hear Bob asked “when is Jesus birthday?”
“Nobody knows the exact day Jesus was born.” I said. His eyes grew the size of a quarter. I continued, not sure if he was aware of what I was telling him; and yet, I said, “Chances are Jesus was born in the Fall Feast of Israel. Everything Jesus did it was in one of the Feast of Israel. It is NOT important when Jesus was born, just be glad He was. Some people say nobody knows when He was crucified. I just smile, don’t argue, debate; it is easy to prove He was crucified during the Passover season. I want you to read a book title, “Jesus in the Seven Feasts of Israel, by Douglas Carmel.”
The book, “Jesus in the Seven Feasts of Israel” is very well written, informative, and yet it is easy read. Bob is able to read, with the information in that book; Bob is NEVER ALONE.

22/12/2020

The first night of Hanukkah; last week, God saved Bob from suffocating to death. It is most unfortunate that accident left him neither mentally challenged nor is he able to think as the average adult. It wasn’t enough to say, “thank You for saving Bob.” It was important to show Him appreciation for His mercy, love, and grace.
I decided to show my thankfulness in the form of a donation to Day Star Ministry; and pray for souls to come to Jesus.
I tossed the idea around: With Bob’s limited ability, his life was saved because there is something God has for Bob to do.
That man is unable to understand the meaning of Hanukkah. This year, the 7th night of Feast of Dedication/Hanukkah.; was the 1st day of the month of Tevet; which means (good); and that is the 10th month on the Spiritual calendar.
I believe America’s government; and the citizens are in chaos over the 2020 Presidential Election. With Bob’s head injury; I had to pay attention to when he was in the land of reality, and tell a condense version of the Maccabees, and how they took back their government and rights to worship in 7 years. I told him the #10 means “Complete government.” Judas Maccabee led the makeshift army to victory, and the name Judas mean “praise.” Let us praise with clapping our hands; and a song to God. And because there is power in words, for 30 days; let us thank God for the manifestation of His Word, “God has rolled up His sleeves. All the nations can see His holy, muscled arm.” – Message Bible
The #10 means “complete government,” let us pray for the manifestation of God’s Word; and nobody is killed, no protesting over who is in the White House.
Everyone needs to feel and believe they are doing something important. I told Bob when he clap his hands in praise, sings to God, then he is a blessing to someone God is helping because of his praise; therefore, Bob is NEVER ALONE.

17/12/2020

This past Monday 14 December, I finished changing Bob about midnight, then went to bed; slept about 15 minutes. I laid there praying over the plight which I found myself. With nothing more to say, it was time to zip my lips, give God a chance to speak. I heard nothing. It was time to pray in the spirit. About a minute later; my bladder sent a message it needed attention. I turned the bedside lamp on; it gave no light. Now aware that a “Blackout” had happened, I said, “Oh, my God… Bob.” I grabbed a flashlight, dashed to him. When I entered the room; I heard Bob struggling for breath. I shoved his C-Pap Mask up from his nose and mouth to his forehead, and said, “In Jesus name, I command you to breathe and do it now. In Jesus name; I command, strong breathing my Darling; do it now.
Bob released an exhausted breath, called my name.
“Yes, my Love.” I said.
Elohim Adonai is my strength.” Bob reply.
Forever and a day, my Love, Elohim Adonai is your strength.
It is common for Bob to be in a world, I know not. God in His mercy allowed Bob to be in the world of reality, in time of trouble he knows God is with him; therefore, he is NEVER ALONE!

Actress, Della Reese, once sang a song, titled, “Hush, Somebody Calling My Name.” A few days ago; actor Tommy ‘Tiny Lis...
12/12/2020

Actress, Della Reese, once sang a song, titled, “Hush, Somebody Calling My Name.” A few days ago; actor Tommy ‘Tiny Lister heard his name called and answered it. Bob is a fan of WWW Wrestling. Lister was a professional wrestler. I’m not sure if Bob liked him for his actor’s talent, or for being a wrestler. In spite of the loss of one eye; Tommy ‘Tiny Lister, made a name for himself and built a legacy in which he gave God and Jesus the credit for his success.
Life is short. My opinion, if you love someone, tell them now, when they can hear it. Give them flowers when they can enjoy them.
Each month, I help Bob build a legacy. It is now time to make his name known by many; who he will not know until he is home with Jesus. We shall do this with the help of Tonya; his sister. A few weeks ago; Tonya called. Among the things we talked about was the Scripture, “….warn them …. Their blood on your hands….” That verse means tell others about Jesus as Lord and Saviour.
Bob was paid at his day program to shred papers. When doing that job; he felt he was doing something important. Now, he is shredding papers at home, and expects to be paid. Bob doesn’t understand, he is not working for his day program. I decided to pay him myself.
Bob is now an employer of my business, DO NO HARM INTERNATIONAL.
With his 1st check; I explained, he needed to divide it into four parts. 10% return to God; 2nd decide how much he wanted to give God. From a spiritual standing, Bob didn’t give the 10% to God because the whole check actually belongs to God. Everything belongs to God; and we are His stewards to care for what God gives to us. One cannot give what don’t belong to them. God wants only a tenth of what He bestows to us. God is so happy we give Him a tenth that God makes it possible to do more with the remaining money. 3rd Decide how much he wanted to pay himself (as a savings), and 4th how much he wanted to spend. Of course; a day later; Bob would not remember a word I said.
I explained what he gave to God would bring souls to Jesus; and at The Judgement Seat of Christ, his hands would be cleaned of “….their blood on your hands….”
I explained because of covid-19; he could not go out to tell others about Jesus. The story could be told to others about Jesus by supporting a TV ministry. I asked Bob the name of the pastor to whom he wanted to send the money. Al printed out a receipt of Bob’s donation. During the week, I show Bob he gave a donation to help get the gospel around the world. He did a very important thing by giving to the Lord. I play the song, “Thank You,” by Ray Boltz, and tell Bob one day the words in that song shall be true in his life.
That song, “Thank You,” remind Bob he is NEVER ALONE.

It is common to hear someone say, “…. One day at a time….” For me; concerning Bob, it is literally one minute at a time....
16/11/2020

It is common to hear someone say, “…. One day at a time….” For me; concerning Bob, it is literally one minute at a time. Truly, God is good. I’m thankful for the moments God allows Bob to be in the land of reality. Yesterday, 14 November, I shared with him the information Jim, my biological brother, decided to be among those in a 9 mile march to honor the veterans who committed su***de each day. The 9 miles march took place in Kearny, Nebraska. Each person in the march, had a backpack with 22 items, or their backpack filled with something that weighed 22 pounds to represent, each day, there are 22 veterans who ends their life by their own hands.
“I send Jim my blessing.” Bob plainly stated.
“If I lived near Jim, I would march with him.” I replied.
“Tell Jim, I’m rolling with him. I would say to the veterans, look at me; I didn’t give up after that car hit me; and made me handicapped, and disabled. There is always hope. Maybe tomorrow is their breakthrough.”
My eyes grew the size of a quarter, my bottom lip tucked inward as my top teeth held it in place; amazed at the words Bob spoke. It is common for him to behave as a nonverbal person.
I asked Bob if he wanted his picture taken of him coming down the ramp as he rolled for the veterans. With a smile as bright as a new moon, he said, “Yes!”
24 hours later, Bob’s mind was in a world I knew not. He was unable to understand to rejoice with me, Jim made it to the finish line, in spite of his health. Jim was the oldest person in the march. When everyone had crossed the finished line, Jim continued to walk with 30 pounds on his back. Bob was unable to smile that Jim had to take a break after the 5 mile mark. The military’s creed is “No man left behind.” Jim finished last, the person who put the march together was a retired Marine, that Marine NEVER left Jim’s side.
Bob was unable to understand the blessing Jim had because; Charlotte, his wife took time to be ready to go pick him up if he had to drop out of the march. She was there to drive him home.
16 November, I told Bob his picture rolling for veterans not to give up hope would be put on Face Book. With the help of Facebook, Bob can tell others, “Don’t give up. Tomorrow their breakthrough may come,” thereby Bob is NEVER ALONE”

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