In Absentia, I’ve seen the ugly and the meek, turn uglier and more weak. Beauty lies in a pot of reality at the end of a rainbow. The end is always a beginning and the beginning has no end. Truth reigns and overcomes.
In Absentia, I’ve seen the ugly and the meek, turn uglier and more weak. Beauty lies in a pot of reality at the end of a rainbow. The end is always a beginning and the beginning has no end. Truth reigns and overcomes.