Chosen Reality
That which hides in the worst of us, digs for itself an open grave with time,wherein the henchmen of peace war in efforts to preserve the divine nature of a living conscience, and its right to exist without becoming the casualty of a chosen reality.
Alfredo Gonzales ©
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