To my brothers who make things bearable

Bereft of a makers March striding in a free manner without guide but bound intricately to decipher chaos with Ill order, let us decide the night and order the day, bonds formed in time and trust are unshakeable but with enough give to gift the great a goal. Union of purpose with a scramble for perception perceives pessimism but is the truest cloak strangers in step can tie -


(2015)

A quick description of myself and my friends with a warm atheistic world view

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