I think the time has come for me to have a new signature so I have decided to lay this one to rest, although I think that I may have it again.
Banners flowing in the west,/ In the distance horns are blowing,/Tears of sadness, come to rest,/Tears of joy, start flowing.
It's the first stanza from a poem of mine called " Return of the king.".
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Is this the end? No more the hunt, the journey and the goal? That terrifies me most: no more the goal! -Ray Bradbury, Leviathan '99
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