The Line Between Good and Evil
- LECTURES 98
- Votes 19
- Chapitres 5
Terminé mar., mai 8, 2018<5 mins
The line between good and evil is often clouded...
Black and white can become grey so easily...
So how do we know? What's right or wrong?
We don't. That's why we're flawed, destined to perish.
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