I brace myself as I start disentangling the knots, venting the furore and removing the muzzle to speak out loud. At times its jubiliation, at times bereavement; but perpetually a soliloquy, because I do not care to be heard. I am out to write my personal opinion, and that is in isolation to anybody else's thoughts. Forgive me if they are offensive and applaud if impressive, for these expressions are what my persona is designed of.
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