I have worn out hope.
I have worn out fate.
The dimensions of my space are circular.
This is where solace and wretchedness come together. Where hope and hopelessness merge.
Where faith,hope and fate end;surrender begins. Most people call this pessimism but I believe it’s complete acceptance.

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Centre for Therapy
 

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