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Ongoing, First published Jul 26, 2021
7. WiFi 

To describe the amount of energy required to reciprocate our connection would call for master electricians to withdraw from their professions, for every millisecond of a 168 hour week measuring the voltage of our unified heart beat while our magnetic field increases, knowing that there is no known limited peak, intensifies our reach at defining each level of Heaven's frequency, having this insightful awakening magnifies our growth, regulates our kinetic waves, stimulating our motion, electrifying moments are the pulse for our current devotion, multiple signals radiate from the towers of our mind, notifying the speed of light to always stay on time, the internal ore that fuels our course without crossing any lines, energizes the way we emphasize our desire to intertwine, harnessing such love, a task for the elect, illuminating countless stations, a bulb with continuous projection, starting with a static, we had to troubleshoot, to ensure an automatic flow of an ogape kind of boost, like windmills gaining momentum from natural existence, every turn we make destroys resistance, we are significant, eternal energy momentarily sharing an everlasting experience, no need to recharge, our hearts are sincerely powered, to get where we are requires an infinite alliance, the simplicity of our blueprint, too advanced to duplicate, an electrifying love maneuvering sets the pace for the newest age
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