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[S]o go on and play, and if you make a mistake, make it loud so you won’t make it next time.
Heat of passion makes our souls to chap, and the devil creeps in at the crannies.
Such is the strength of art, rough things to shape, And of rude commons rich enclosures make.
It isnt class differences that keep people apart, its thinking they bloody matter.