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We make our own destinies. We hang our own stars; imposters against the darkness, hung on interstellar backdrops of infinite truth.
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May 12, 2014
May 12, 2014 at 10:34 PM UTC
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We make our own destinies. We hang our own stars; imposters against the darkness, hung on interstellar backdrops of infinite truth.
travis-barefoot
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May 12, 2014
May 12, 2014 at 10:34 PM UTC
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