Hundreds of years from now, it will not matter what my bank account was, the sort of house I lived in, or the kind of car I drove... But the world may be different because I did something so bafflingly crazy that my ruins become a tourist attraction.
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::poor attempt @ carryin a tune::
"edelweiss, sweet n' bright.."
::bursts out in a laughter-fit::
niice wings, dear
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