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Jan 27
The thing about all facts are they’re bound to expire.

When you set a blaze your ego peace is found in the fire.

You can measure how strong a man is by how often he says “I don’t know.”

An open mind is like buying shoes for a child, you must leave room to grow.

I’m more intelligent than Einstein, I’m breathing today.

Yet, I’m cursed to be an idiot in the past, new answers will emerge as I decay.

And so the shrinking of my ego is my goal, seeking one subject where I have minimal peers.

Piling up “I don’t know” through the years, I’m only one man with just one idea.
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Pluck
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