we all have a choice. we all have a voice. some may hide. some may be so loud it seems as if there's no space for the rest of us. my choice. your choice. sinner or saint? today or tomorrow? them or me? hate or love? the apple or truth?
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Poésiei was love then i was lost. ©writingxfreak NOTE: some of the photos/videos used in this book are not mine, and i do not take credit for them.
