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To die or live it, you know the choice is yours.
Just make sure that the voice is yours: fresh.
2012 


We must have a clue, but we ask for evidence. Dwell in passing sentiments though we bask in eminence. Every moment, everyday, busy getting paid away. The soul fades away into a grainy shade of grey.

( We're like the thunder, the storm & the lightning )
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