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The point is: No one needs restaurants or other places. But they do need us.
Start defending your position.
FREEDOM IS NOT DEMANDED, IT IS PRACTICED‼️

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..A reminder 😊 😎 πŸ‘ πŸ™
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Just a reminder regarding how ludicrous and insane the entire 'covaids' Plandemic has been
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Hospitals full..?!!

Er NOT at all πŸ˜‘
More lies by Globalist governments πŸ˜£πŸ€”
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Police and Firefighters starting to JOIN with the genuine people already.. πŸ‘πŸ˜ŽπŸ™
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Former top (Un) WHO Phd Dr. Astrid Stuckelberger Interviewed..
See exactly what she says the entire establishment infrastructure we all grew up with and depended on - REALLY isπŸ˜‘πŸ™
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Eternity

He who binds to himself a joy
Does the winged life destroy;
But he who kisses the joy as it flies
Lives in eternity's sun rise.

- William Blake
Love And Harmony

Love and harmony combine, And round our souls entwine While thy branches mix with mine,
And our roots together join.

Joys upon our branches sit, Chirping loud and singing sweet; Like gentle streams beneath our feet Innocence and virtue meet.

Thou the golden fruit dost bear, I am clad in flowers fair;
Thy sweet boughs perfume the air,
And the turtle buildeth there. There she sits and feeds her young,
Sweet I hear her mournful song; And thy lovely leaves among, There is love, I hear his tongue. There his charming nest doth lay,
There he sleeps the night away; There he sports along the day, And doth among our branches play.

- William Blake
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