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“Realise, fool, Idiot, that it Is not your Potential that counts. It is what you are now, What you are thinking now, Here. Tomorrow is nothing. It does not exist. Today, we lay the patterns For tomorrow. Today is the time to Change everything. Not next week, For Christ's sake. Remember this, Of course, the whole Answer is summed up In one neat word – Death.”

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