Though the darkness may arise to cover our homes. Tribulations will come as a wave of pressure suffocating our souls. The mysteries of these plagues that cause us to fall are revealed everyday. We are attacked without cause or reason by the ones who lie within the depths of despair. Numbered are our days only if we let them be taken. No darkness can consume the light of survival if you really want to survive. The Heavens will tremble when man shows all that we are not to be discarded. We are not to be mistreated. We will not lie down to fate and destiny just because we live. We can transcend everything given the chance. We are not to be forgotten. Let our roar be heard from the center of our Mother Earth to the edge of our known universe. Let our cry be heard throughout the bounds of time and space. We are flawed, we judge, we make mistakes, but we have every capacity to change to better ourselves. From Throne in Heaven to Heart of Mother Earth, let us be heard for eternity...Never forget... WE ARE ALL LOVED AND WE ALL DESERVE TO EXIST.
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Birth sign: Scorpio
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