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Anger


This gets worse if not dealt with.

Uncontrolled if not trained completely unavoidable, but recurring... in this species that is.

It’s the people that have experience thisl the most that are the strongest. Sometimes love doesn’t live here other times this is caused by love being put in the wrong places.

Anger, where thou art?

 I’m sure something will bring you out today.

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