Even though I hear and read again and again that hate and agitation are objected to everywhere, I often see one thing that love and positivity are pushed into the dark
Losing and giving up
Marked by sadness
Then you stand there, with the sun in your heart before the iron gates of hell, alone, challenging an enemy whose superiority knows no mercy
The strong against the weak
The majority against the minority
Hatred against love
The negative against the positive
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