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This anger has been festering for such a long time.
It’s slowly bubbling over the edge.
It’s seeping out in every way.
It spreads like a wild fire.
Leaving a path of destruction wherever it goes.
It consumes everything in it’s path.
No one is safe from the rage.
It’s only a matter of time before there’s nothing left.
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