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You Start With Rage

Your words must rage firstly, a little mad is not mad enough. Look what you did with words, you dug into your own fiction. That was the first rage, first stage. Don’t get stuck in the mind mud You are IN the Mind not IT in you. Carry yourself over an impossible finish line, then pass yourself on to anything else. Anything.

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