Realising that life’s meaning began to fade and dwindle with the invasive and pervasive drift of vile unorthodox ideologies ravaging the thoughts and value benchmark of formerly cupid souls…

It became a story of diminishing returns for the resulting degenerates altogether. It has not been a bed of roses in as much as these roses came with thorns, piercing and choking faith; then a fate not decided by efforts but hope and faith altogether…

Life seems like a blanket of dark choices; where good is abnormal and evil acceptable! An open heart and seeing eye will keep the glitter of strange lights and true companionship accross thse long mile.



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