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~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*LAUGHTER Is HEALING*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~
The weekly meeting topic is:
"How do I deal with gossiping?
This stuff has really hurt me in the past
and I don't want to get hurt or hurt anyone else"
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~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*Please Be There For The Newcomers*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~
October 9
Today I'm willing to trust
that no matter what is going on in my life,
I am in the process of growth.
written by ~ Ruth Fishel
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~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*Just for Today*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~
Tidal Waves
In your daily parade of tirades, tempests and tidal waves
may you discover the peaceful eye of the storm.
When all around you feels bitter and cold
may you find His love, so gentle and warm.
When confusion rules the order of the day
may focus guide your steps,
and may you find that you're not alone
when you feel like the only one left.
All of us share these feelings,
and that's an important thing to know,
for when I feel lost,
I also feel scared, and afraid to let it show.
Afraid that if I reveal my weakness,
your laughter will flood my ears
when really, you might be terrified too,
just too afraid to show your tears.
But through all of our frights-our storm-tossed nights,
there's a force upon which we can draw.
It's the power of God's undying love,
that overlooks all our flaws.
So if you're caught in a tidal wave,
or freezing from man's bitterness
look to His love that can comfort and save,
and bring you through all of this!!
Much love, John
I LOVE YOU John !!!!!!
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*Don't Use*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~
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~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*No Matter What*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~
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20 Questions That Only You Can Answer
Are You A Recovering Alcoholic?
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Too Young?
Author unknown.
(p. 317 in 3rd edition.)
They Stopped in Time
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Fear of Fear
Ceil F. (Ceil M.?), New York City.
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~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*Make A Meeting*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~
Just For Today
October 9 Order
"We emphasize setting our house in order because it brings
us relief." Basic Text p. 93
Focusing on what others are doing can provide momentary
relief from having to take a look at ourselves. But one of the
secrets of success in Narcotics Anonymous is making sure
our own house is in order. So what does "setting our house in
order" mean, anyway?
It means we work the steps, allowing us to look at our role
in our relationships with others. When we have a problem
with someone, we can take our own inventory to find out
what our part in the problem has been. With the help of our
sponsor, we strive to set it right. Then, each day, we continue
taking our inventory to avoid repeating the same mistakes in
the future.
It's pretty simple. We treat others as we would like others to
treat us. We promptly make amends when we owe them. And
when we turn our lives over to the care of our Higher Power
on a daily basis, we can start to avoid running on the self-will
so characteristic of our active addiction. Guided by a Power
that seeks the best for everyone, our relationships with others
will surely improve.
Just for today: I will set my own house in order. Today, I will
examine my part in the problems in my life. If I owe amends,
I will make them.
Just For Today Daily Meditation is the property of Narcotics Anonymous ©
1991 by World Service Office Inc.
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Repairing The Damage
Good judgement, a careful sense of timing, courage and
prudence -- these are the qualities we shall need when we
take Step Nine.
TWELVE STEPS AND TWELVE TRADITIONS, p. 83
To make amends can be viewed two ways: first, that of
repairing damage, for if I have damaged my neighbor's fence,
I "make a mend", and that is a direct amend; the second way
is by modifying my behavior, for if my actions have harmed
someone, I make a daily effort to cause no further harm. I "mend
my ways," and that is an indirect amend. Which is the best
approach, provided that I am causing no further harm in so
doing, is to do both. If harm is done, then I simply "mend my
ways." To take action in this manner assures me of making
honest amends.
Copyright 1990 ALCOHOLICS ANONYMOUS WORLD SERVICES, INC.
Daily Reflection In Loving Memory Of Scott Reeves
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*Be A Sponsor*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~
Twenty-Four Hours A Day by Hazelden/ October 9th
A.A. Thought for the Day
Am I willing to be bored sometimes at meetings? Am I willing
to listen to much repetition of A.A. principles? Am I willing to
hear the same thing over and over again? Am I willing to listen
to a long blow-by-blow personal story, because it might help
some new member? Am I willing to sit quietly and listen to
long-winded members go into every detail of their past? Am
I willing to take it, because it is doing them good to get it off
their chest? My feelings are not too important. The good of
A.A. comes first, even if it is not always comfortable for me.
Have I learned to take it?
Meditation for the Day
God would draw us all closer to Him in the bonds of the spirit.
He would have all people drawn closer to each other in the
bonds of the spirit. God, the great Spirit of the universe, of
which each of our own spirits is a small part, must want unity
between Himself and all His children. "Unity of the spirit in
the bonds of peace." Each experience of our life, of joy, of
sorrow, of danger, of safety, of difficulty, of success, of
hardship, of ease, each should be accepted as part of our
common lot, in the bonds of the spirit.
Prayer for the Day
I pray that I may welcome the bonds of true fellowship. I pray
that I may be brought closer to unity with God and other people.
"Twenty-Four Hours A Day" is a © Copyrighted book of
Hazelden Foundation. No portion of this publication may
be reproduced in any manner without the written
permission of Hazelden.
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*Work The Steps*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~
Today's Thought
OCTOBER 09
You are reading from the book The Language of Letting Go
Melody Beattie ©
Self-Disclosure
Learning to gently reveal who we are is how we open ourselves
up to love and intimacy in our relationships.
Many of us have hidden under a protective shell, a casing that
prevents others from seeing or hurting us. We do not want to
be that vulnerable. We do not want to expose our thoughts,
feelings, fears, weaknesses, and sometimes our strengths, to
others.
We do not want others to see who we really are.
We may be afraid they might judge us, go away, or not like us.
We may be uncertain that who we are is okay or exactly how we
should reveal ourselves to others.
Being vulnerable can be frightening, especially if we have lived
with people who abused, mistreated, manipulated, or did not
appreciate us.
Little by little, we learn to take the risk of revealing ourselves.
We disclose the real person within to others. We pick safe
people, and we begin to disclose bits and pieces about
ourselves.
Sometimes, out of fear, we may withhold, thinking that will help
the relationship or will help others like us more. That is an
illusion. Withholding who we are does not help the other
person, the relationship, or us. Withholding is behavior that
backfires. For true intimacy and closeness to exist, for us to
love ourselves and be content in a relationship, we need
to disclose who we are.
That does not mean we tell all to everyone at once. That can
be a self-defeating behavior too. We can learn to trust
ourselves, about who to tell, when to tell, where to tell,
and how much to tell.
To trust that people will love and like us if we are exactly who
we are is frightening. But it is the only way we can achieve
what we want in relationships. To let go of our need to control
others - their opinions, their feelings about us, or the course of
the relationship - is the key.
Gently, like a flower, we can learn to open up. Like a flower, we
will do that when the sun shines and there is warmth.
Today, I will begin to take the risk of disclosing who I am to
someone with whom I feel safe. I will let go of some of my
protective devices and risk being vulnerable - even though
I may have been taught differently, even though I may have
taught myself differently. I will disclose who I am in a way that
reflects self-responsibility, self-love, directness, and honesty.
God, help me let go of my fears about disclosing who I am to
people. Help me accept who I am, and help me let go of my
need to be who people want me to be.
©1990, Hazelden Foundation. All rights reserved. No portion of this
publication may be reproduced in any manner without the written
permission of the publisher.
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*You Are A Miracle*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~
Four Pathways to Your Authentic Self
Has Anyone Told You
meditationroom
The Secret
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*Keep It Simple*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~
How to Goof Off
Recently I signed up with a new trash removal service which
requires each rural customer to mark their address on their
garbage cans. I bought a can of white spray paint, etched my
street number on the plastic can, and drove it to the end of my
road where I left the garbage. When I got home I was irked to
notice that some of the white paint had rubbed off on the back
of my seat; apparently it had not fully dried. I tried to remove
the paint, but could not, it was stuck fast.
Over the next weeks and months every time I noticed the
paint marks on the back of the seat, I felt foolish; the voice of
judgment chided me, "If you had paid closer attention and left
more time for the paint to dry, this wouldn't have happened.
Now you have ruined your car seat, and every time you look
at it, you are to be reminded of your carelessness." (Do you
know this voice?)
Then one day I was in a hardware store with a friend who was
looking for some paint. On a shelf I noticed a small can called
"Goof Off", a remover of paint and other hard-to-get-out stains.
I grabbed a can, took it home, and applied it to the defiant
stain. To my delight, it worked. I now see this product - especially
its name - as symbolic of forgiveness. The name acknowledges
that you made a mistake ("goof") - but it also acknowledges that
it can be undone ("off"). If you have been subject to the tyranny
of guilt, this offers an especially important lesson. A Course in
Miracles distinguishes between a sin and an error: a sin
requires punishment, but an error simply requires correction.
The Course goes on to tell us that we have made many errors,
but we have never sinned. All of our sins ("Self-Inflicted
Nonsense") are undone the moment we step into the healing
light of love.
The story is told about a woman named Josephine who claimed
to have daily conversations with Jesus. A cynical priest heard
about this woman and sought to debunk her. He went to
Josephine and asked her, "Is it true that you talk to Jesus
every day?" "Yes, I do," she answered affirmatively.
"Then the next time you talk to Jesus, would you ask him what
was the sin I committed when I was in the seminary?" The priest
left smugly, certain that he had cornered the charlatan into
exposure. A week later the priest returned and asked Josephine,
"Did you ask Jesus what was my sin?"
"Yes, I did," she answered.
"And what did he say?" asked the priest.
"He said, He forgot."
There is no sin so heinous that it cannot be undone by
regarding it through the eyes of compassion. Love has no
consciousness of our sins; God sees us only as pure and
innocent souls. It is we who have fabricated the concept of
sin and crushed our life force under it. A Course in Miracles
tells us that "God does not forgive because He never has
condemned." In the inspiring movie Brother Sun, Sister
Moon, the Pope tells St. Francis, "In our obsession with Original
Sin, we have overlooked Original Innocence."
All self-judgment can be undone by recognizing that we deserve
only love. I met a man who, during his senior year in college,
was walking past the college bookstore where he saw a large
display of yearbooks just outside the store. As this fellow had
no money, he grabbed a book and kept walking. Over the next
few days he began to feel guilty about his theft, and he decided
to return the book and confess. He went to the bookstore manager
and guiltily admitted, "I stole this book." The manager smiled
and told him, "Come with me." The manager led the student to
the display where there was a sign that the young man had not
seen: "Free - please take one."
I am not suggesting that you go out and steal anything or hurt
anyone. This true story serves as a metaphor: for every sin you
can find about your life, God can find a way to forgive it. For every
way you have separated yourself from love, higher consciousness
reminds you that you have never for a moment been outside of
love's embrace. And for every paint stain that you berate yourself
for leaving, there is a can of Goof Off to remove it.
© Alan Cohen, June, 2000
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*One Day At A Time*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~
To Love Enough
My mother isn't speaking to my father. She hasn't spoken to
him in five years, and for that, my father is truly grateful.
I was crying the last time she did speak to him. I saw the
exchange through I could not hear the words. His whisperings,
her whisperings.
The two of them silhouetted against the window light at the
end of the long hall. My father leaning over my mother's gurney
pressed forehead to forehead. The word "Surgery" on the doors
behind them from a caption for the picture they made. Hands
clasped together as if believing they held each other's heart.
As longingly as the first time they had reached for each other,
as desperately as two lovers being forces apart. Being forced
to part on this day of life and death. They had made the decision
together, to do or to die. To do and die. These two had lived
for and in each other's dreams for the past forty years.
My mother with a disease that was cutting the blood flow to
her brain. It was deteriorating her life and it would take it in
three years. Her life could be prolonged if the surgery was done
now. Twelve brave hearts had gone before her but only three
of them had walked away. I watched their process of decision
making, both prayerful in the face of death. My mother wanting
to live, wanting to try. The churning and turning until there was
peace.
How brave we knew she was, we three sisters gathered around
her hospital bed feeling time pushing us toward her fate the next
day. We were quick to smile; slow to leave; hoping our "Good
Nights" were not our good-byes.
Our father was left to keep his prayerful, loving vigil. It was painful
to leave him that night, too painful to think of him alone. But he
reminded us that he would not be alone, at least for this night, he
had his love And morning came. We gathered and prayed. We
kissed our mother, hugged our father and then followed her
gurney until we were told that only one of us could go further.
My father continued to walk alongside her as he always had.
Two people who had stood together against all odds. My mother
orphaned at a young age and moved from place to place. My
father the youngest of nine in a family hurting with poverty.
They who had found their home in each other. We children were
loved in their home. Given by these two what they had not been
given in their own childhood's: safety, nurturing, moral guidance.
We knew that we were created from their love but that their love
was an entity separate from us, a circle complete with itself.
I see the kiss, the parting. My mother wheeled through the door,
alone. My father, his back to me, placing his hand on that door,
praying love and strength and hope to the women on the other
side. He turned and walked slowly toward me. The sunrise lit his
face and I glimpsed the depth of this man's love.
This love of great self-sacrificing. A love so great that he is
willing to bear the pain of being the one to walk alone.
And though surrounded by our love, my father walked alone
while we waited out her coma, the months of doubt and
rehabilitation.
In the end, my mother had lost her speech but she had won her
fight to live.
She has not spoken to my father for five years, and for that,
he is truly grateful.
Cynthia
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*First Things First*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~
Service
Blessed be the service workers,
for they carry the burden of others.
Their humble, loving provision grows this fellowship,
helps it along into the flourishing, welcome center
of care and support for the newcomers and old timers alike.
There are many types of service needed;
coffee makers, greeters, sponsors,
(those that send these wonderful mailers!)
the guy that walks over after a newcomer shares
and gives him a hug, tells him it will be ok;
speakers at meetings, conferences and conventions,
to the coordinators that are the hub of this international,
multi-cultural society of recovery.
Sadly, what is never learned, or is often ignored,
is that service is not only an honor,
but it is an obligation, a requirement for continued recovery,
not only for the fellowship, but for the individual as well.
How can you grow in love and humility, honesty and caring,
if you never practice it in your life?
Working with others, on service committees or panels,
helps individuals with their relationships at home, at work,
in their community and the world.
Fulfilling commitments teaches responsibility,
and helps rebuild self-esteems knocked low
from the throes of addiction.
Most importantly, service makes one feel
they're a part of, instead of apart from,
something that all of us have felt too often in our lives.
When a position becomes open,
or a commitment needs to be filled,
don't hang in the background,
or worse, turn your back completely, get involved.
Not only will you be helping the fellowship,
but you'll be amazed at the growth
that results in your own life as well.
In loving service,
johnh94
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*Easy Does It*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~
A Friend I Once Knew
Another message left the fold
God's messenger for a time
Having found the outer world once craved
The loss is yours and mine
We sometimes get it goin' on
Forgetting from where we came
The insidious nature of the call
We end up playing game
Thinking that we know whats best
We sometimes slip and fall
Not knowing what awaits and lurks
Willing to settle after standing tall
Isolating, shutting down with judgment
Bias and confusion untold
Never connecting at the spiritual level
Everything new quickly growing old
To wish one well on paths now foreign
Is what I'm left to do
My lesson to stay true within
Not to leave the 12-step rooms
Giving back from all received
The formula tested, tried and true
To shift from Love to self again
We run the risk to lose
God grant me strength to stay the course
To never turn away
Continued growth in all pursuits
A part of, grateful "Just for Today"
Don't keep comin' back, STAY!
AJ ~ 1/3/97
Written; 10/9/04
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*Live And Let Live*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~
The Inmate
How describe or show the way it feels inside my skin?
What graphic, emblem, arcane sign, what stroke of brush or pen;
What numbered list or lettered verse could chart the moving trend
Of mind and memory's changing web, the gyroscopic spin
Of senses and impressions: the orienting wheel?
Sensations and perceptions, the conclusions that congeal,
And the subsequent convictions that determine what is real,
Defy elucidation like the flint defies the steel:
Though sparks there from the tinder catch and I the blaze contain,
How hot or high the tongues may leap, but ashes will remain.
No symbol for my ecstasy, no tally of my pain,
No eloquence or fluency of language could explain
The singular condition of the being here within.
On steel cell-bar the Inmate taps in code with cup of tin,
Anxiously repeating, resolution wearing thin,
"Are you listening? ...can you hear me? ...
are you there, at all, my friend?"
Joel Ruteldge
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*Keep The Focus On You*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~
The Busload in My Brain
You know how people say they have a committee in their head?
With most its just a couple of voices, arguing periodically for control.
With me, I've got a busload of defects, driving clown-style,
willy-nilly down the road of life! All of them; pride, impatience,
arrogance, apathy, prejudice, deceit, fear, self-centeredness,
self-righteousness, self-loathing, possessiveness, close-mindedness,
hatred, control, egotism, rage, lust, paranoia and insecurity,
just to name a few, each of them constantly clamoring
to be in the driver's seat! Its a constant struggle, full of chaos,
with me screaming every now and then, "I'll turn this bus right around!"
In a seat by himself sits addiction. And while all of the others scream
and carry on, addiction sits quietly, patiently, because he knows
that as soon as any of these others wins a temporary victory,
he'll be the one really driving.
Much love,
Johnh94
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*Let God and Let Go*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~
Everything is a gift of the universe --
even joy, anger, jealously, frustration, or separateness.
Everything is perfect
either for our growth or our enjoyment.
Ken Keyes Jr.
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*Come*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~
Life is like a butterfly...
The harder we chase it the more it eludes us...
The more we cling and hold on, the more we stifle
her beauty and splendor... True freedom is only
seen through the release of what we hold so tightly.
Inspired by the writings of Mark Nepo
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*Come To*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~
Somehow I can't believe that there are any heights
that can't be scaled by a man
who knows the secrets of making dreams come true.
This special secret -curiosity, confidence, courage, and constancy,
and the greatest of all is confidence.
When you believe in a thing,
believe in it all the way, implicitly and unquestionable.
Walt Disney
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*Come To Believe*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~
Remember--nothing will happen
that you and God can't handle together.
Author Unknown
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*Look For The Beauty*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~
When you point a finger at someone,
there are three pointing back at you.
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*Today Is A Gift*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~
You spot it,
You got it.
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*Keep Stepping*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~
Pray as if everything depended on God;
work as if everything depends on ourselves.
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*Stay In The Light*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~
Ask God not for things to enjoy life,
but rather life that you may enjoy all things.
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*One Promise, Many Gifts*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~
Adult Children of Alcoholics
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Al-Anon/Alateen
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Alcoholics Anonymous
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Alcoholics Anonymous Deaf and Hard of Hearing
www.dhh12s.com/access.htm
Artists Recovering through the Twelve Steps
www.artsanonymous.org
Clutterer’s Anonymous
www.clutterersanonymous.net
Cocaine Anonymous World Services
www.ca.org
Co-Dependents Anonymous Home Page
www.codependents.org
Crystal Meth Anonymous
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Criminal and Gangs Anonymous
www.angelfire.com/id/CGAnonymous
Debtors Anonymous: A Twelve Step Fellowship for…
www.debtorsanonymous.org
Depressed Anonymous
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Dual Recovery Anonymous - a 12 Step program
www.draonline.org
Eating Disorders Anonymous
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Emotions Anonymous
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Families Anonymous
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Gamblers Anonymous Official Home Page
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Hepatitis C Anonymous
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HIV Anonymous
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The Marijuana Anonymous
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Methadone Anonymous
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Narcotics Anonymous Official Homepage
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Earth Group N.A. online meetings
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Nar-Anon is a family support group
www.naranon.com
Nicotine Anonymous (WWW Home Page) NA Home Page
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Overeaters Anonymous
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Parents Anonymous
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Rape Survivors Anonymous
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Recovering Couples Anonymous
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Sexaholics Anonymous
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Sex Addicts Anonymous
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Sex and Love Addicts Anonymous
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Shoplifters Anonymous
www.shopliftersanonymous.org
Spenders Anonymous
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Suicide Anonymous
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Survivors Of Incest Anonymous
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Workaholics Anonymous
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