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Nov 2014
I am aware of the doubt lurking behind each convert of progress, I would be a fool to not acknowledge it, its part of the process. It's critical to any aspect of success., the directness of doubt, its intended purpose, so imposing, so often misguided. Instead of harnessing it's power, many succumb to it, hobbled by it's very existing. Such a waste, one made so often.
Styles
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Styles  NYC
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