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▖▟▝▜ It's cried, maybe it's cried the thought each day. You're convinced of it...you want to feel it each day, maybe you're convinced of it. Another day, and you're convinced /kənˈvɪnst/ of it. It opens up, and you want to know its limitations, all of it. Open up.