We have no power over predestination. The causes change and the roads vary. Trembling existence and silent eyes are content with observation. The past all we know, and the next, only God knows. The present is all we have to live with, searching for the light of the end of the tunnel. ᴏɴʟʏ ᴏʀɪɢɪɴᴀʟ ᴄᴏɴᴛᴇɴᴛ. ᴀʟʟ ᴘɪᴄᴛᴜʀᴇꜱ ᴀɴᴅ ᴡʀɪᴛɪɴɢꜱ ᴀʀᴇ ᴍɪɴᴇ.
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