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❝ ONCE THEIR WAS A MAN, TALL AND FARE.
AND THEIR WAS A WOMAN, LOVING WITH CARE.
AND TOGETHER, THEY MADE A GOD. ❞
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There's good people, hero's, life savers, the kinds of people you smile and wave at happily.
But there's also bad people, villains, murders, the kinds of people you run away from, shrieking and screaming, desperate for any sort of help.
And then, there's the gray people.
The people who aren't kind but neither mean, aren't villains but aren't hero's, just, civilians who watch and stare. Who are invisible to society.
The world is like a painting, a beautiful yet mysterious painting. Colored and painted with the finest shades of gray, ranging from the darkest gray to the lightest.
The world is truly, a complicated place.
A place that has you questioning your every move, a place that makes you question if you should be even moving at all.
