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Bio

Crazy lunatic who thinks he can write, that's it really. Ain't got no worries, fears, I'm too stubborn for that shit. But I tell all you this. The richest place in the world is the graveyard. Filled with dreams that were followed, aspirations, developed. Ideas never shared. So will you go there rich in empty pipe dreams and ideas or or a poor son of a bitch that gave that shit away in life.