...Ugh, i dunno man. Just some guy. When i'm dead, i'd like to remembered as, well... nothing. no trace of me should exist. i wanna be the ghost of people's thoughts that could haunt you whenever i feel like it :P where people know i existed but just can't prove it. i dunno what the fuck i'm talking about. Never mind. ~ Lowered now into the Earth Even the clouds mourn each day's passing What i want is just a dream it can be nothing more, nothing less.
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