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Mar

Death must be so beautiful. To lie in the soft brown earth, with the grasses waving above one’s head, and listen to silence. To have no yesterday, and no to-morrow.…

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Mar

“Things fall apart, the centre cannot hold”  -Yeats Helios- Welcome to the Rush y’all. From here it gets intense. Well, I suppose its BEEN intense, but here is where the prep…