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Rest in peace Martin, for now you have become the eternal forever.

...Simply hastily pieced together words in the hands of one nonbeliever...

Oh how thine empty stares amuse me.

Mindless "warrior," trekking on even after you've failed.

Who needs it?

Its getting old.

There's a lot more to my answer than most would think.

You decided in that moment after mine. ***Read authors note***

A world without solitude is an existence in which we don't exist.

She stores our youth in the back of our minds so if ever we want to dig into it, it is ready.