When I die I want to leave behind nothing only then will I feel I have lived the way I wanted to.
I want to live behind only a memory of what I was and one pound in everyone's pocket that ever disagreed with my views or ideas in this one pound they will see the hate they had for me.
A life lead is a life dead a life run if a life of fun
If we are not free then what are we?
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