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“Ain't The Center (The Sonnet) You are the Alpha, You are Omega. You are Altair, You are the Vega. You are the distance, You are the contact. You are the runner, You are the racetrack. You are the race, You are the prize. You are torchbearer, You are the light. You ain't the center of the universe. For in reality, you are the universe.”

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Ingan Impossible: Handbook of Hatebusting

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