It is this realization that fuels my fight. I know that the truth is ugly and that it strikes at the very core of the human heart. And when that heart has gone dark, the truth sparks a glimmer of hope. A hope that if embraced, would lead to regret and self-loathing. It is a rare human being that accepts that they are wrong, especially when it involves the gravity associated with the mass slaughter of innocent living human beings.
My strength comes from the beating hearts of millions of unborn children. It is my desire to usher in a day when those heartbeats are heard and felt by each and every one of us, especially the mothers who harbor that life within them.
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