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Jan 2015
We all expect things to work out a certain way, whether it's mercury in retro grade or the games you've played, without pain there is no gain, without rain there is no growth,
I say toast to our dead ones love ones who are still with us. Thus fear is only a stimuli, because I represent the dead as well as the ones who actually are awake and alive.
Ahchosi Grandiose
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Ahchosi Grandiose  77/F/New York
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