A savior or a murderer?
Decisions,
we're all the time making decisions,
and one single decision leads us to death or to salvation,
or avoid trouble.
Sometimes our decisions,
help others,
or destroy lives,
but this only happens when we only think about us.
If we knew about the consequences of our decisions,
all would be so easy,
but our destinies have control of our lives,
we're simple puppets,
giving a show to the audience of the heavens,
and that audience is waiting us,
to join them.
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