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I’m done with anger.
I am sick of it—
sick of its blocking, blinding, crushing, clamping, gripping, burning, creative-smashing, focus-killing, Love-murdering SHIT.
Done.
I want Love… focus… creativity… birthing… openness… freedom… expansion… vision… FLOW.
These I choose.
I declare my anger with anger— does that contradict?
The End.
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