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“Fear, that which kills dreams. Fear, that which destroys ambitions. O’ Fear, that which kills initiatives. You hold your captives within their comfort zones, never allowing them to stretch beyond its wall to go fulfill their potentials. Fear, the reason people wish and never act, the reason they dream and never take a step to achieve their dreams.”

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