Everyone is obliged to reason.
A choice, from man.... with man.
A plethora of thoughts enclaving these chances of escape.
The wholesome apriori to gates of reality played fervently by actions....put up in amenably by the convictions, abound on by the heart.
The heart drives.
And the head with sight, admonishes the repulsiveness emblazoned by the mind.
Am a creation, one not conjured at this time with love.
Nor am i brimming with the benign solace of trust and believe or belief.
Am a creation, arduously and of all entirity consumed by the inferno of truth.
I don't stand for truth, No, I am not.
Am immersed in its tide.
There are lots of pearls in this ocean, a precious liberty, a life..........the real one, devoid of intricacies of betrayal.
One of FATE.
One of HOPE.
One of DREAMS.
ln this ocean of Solace.
Nice pic, VB Bro
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