Roused Anger

My anger was roused and my mind
had regressed, thrown into its former way of thinking and processing the information it was given. For a brief second my composure was lost at my indignation. I reached a point of no return and I refused to go back. I am still learning. The decisions that are the hardest to make are really the choices that are easiest to practice.

– Jose Serrano

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