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When i die, please leave my gravestone blank. For a name is just a selection of 26 letters a lost blue print, among many lost inventors. Over time my name will be erased from the harsh erosion taken place i'll beat life at it's own game before anyone can say                    "what was her name?"
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Dec 6, 2013
Dec 6, 2013 at 10:40 AM UTC
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When i die, please leave my gravestone blank. For a name is just a selection of 26 letters a lost blue print, among many lost inventors. Over time my name will be erased from the harsh erosion taken place i'll beat life at it's own game before anyone can say                    "what was her name?"
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Dec 6, 2013
Dec 6, 2013 at 10:40 AM UTC
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