Our birth is but a sleep and a forgetting,
The soul that rises with us, our life's star,
Hath elsewhere had its setting,
And cometh from afar.
Not in entire forgetfulness,
And not in utter nakedness,
But trailing clouds of glory do we come,
From God, who is our home.Hey!! Thanks for stopping by my page. Right now I'm in the process of moving back home from South America. Had a really great time living there. I like to do lots of cool things, and if you want you can do them with me. During the week I don't have time for much besides work and sleeping. I love to read and occasionally go on weekend road trips. I love my family and friends and I wish nothing but the best for everyone.Me playing Cumbersome
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Me singing Rocky Raccoon
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Me singing some Neutral Milk Hotel
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