legacies of past torment slough off, falling like spent matches from the hands of a frantic addict, dropping like scales from my eyes, releasing the iron hold they have, through fear and insecurity, over the past decade built into the recesses of my very subconsciousness.
gone are the days of inability and indecision. here are the times of patience, mercy and productivity.
Ultima Ratio Regum.
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