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Sep 2014
It was the first time I've lost my temper in front of people.
the way the words fell from my lips were strong and powerful.
there wasn't a quiver in sight,
nor a quiet blood vessel.
They were screaming everything about me.
I lost my temper, but I gained the knowledge that i'm calculating.
I now know the beginning of my capabilities,
and the fright welcomes me.
It feels good to know you can be dangerous, when everyone else sees you inversely.
Being quiet and rational minded all of the time allows people to feel your passion even by raising your voice.
They never see it coming, and that's the way it should be.
Jeff
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Jeff  New Hampshire
(New Hampshire)   
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