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“All life and everything he knew contained within the kaleidoscope of colors and impulse he knew as life would be gone, shriveled, turned to dust if he could not rise and control and express and be free. Finally, be free. Finally. He couldn’t wait.”

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Book:Becoming the Conjurer
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