anesthetization, and bliss, are not the same.
Anger can be bliss. Rage can become a warm blanket.
Anger is purpose. Rage is clarity and direction.
Cliches can be cancer. I love me mum, luv me sister, luv me wife, simple as. I wasted too much life on anger. I'm still a racist but that's just science that makes more sense.
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