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” As I walk down the valley of death I see darkness approach, but it can not penetrate, for I have an immortal soul hand to hand leading me past the addicting temptation, down a path that I have traveled many times before, until I reach the beginning of my death.”
“As I have a journey already begun I see lost light, fall into the darkness of life, for thou has to achieve there own path leading there self past the tempting addictions of life, down a road that has never been traveled, until you reach the beginning of the end.” S.Roark 1999.
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