A reprieve

The flip side. I can see it. I can spin it. I can reflect it. I can accept it.
The shiny veneer is starting to crack, people are taking a hard look around. They don’t like what they see.
And who can blame them? It’s a birth of destruction and pain.
But, the rewards are incredible for shuffling off the shackles of fear and pain and anxiety and hate.

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