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  • Artist Info: Then names Justin, but hardly anyone calls me that on account of all the nick names I have. I graduated from high school and plan on going into the airforce soon, mostly because I really want to get into rockets and stuff. I'm a pretty shy guy until you get to know me, but once you do, I'll keep you laughing for hours. I absolutely love music. I play the bass, and I'm learning how to play the guitar as well. If you wanna know more just comment/message me. And now for some cool random quotes......<br />
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    The corpse that exists to fly with purpose and the claws for hunting fear... exchange them all with the weight of the heart too heavy for wings to bear.<br />
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    Man takes up the sword in order to shield the small wound in his heart sustained in a far-off time beyond remembrance. Man wields the sword so that he may die smiling in some far-off time beyond perception.<br />
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    "Death is no fearsome mystery. He is well known to thee and me. He hath no secrets he can keep to trouble any good man's sleep. Turn not thy face from Death away. Care not he takes our breath away. Fear him not, he's not thy master, rushing at thee faster, faster. Not thy master but servent to the Maker of thee, what or Who created Death, created thee -- and is the only mystery." The Book Of Counted Sorrows<br />
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    The sky is deep, the sky is dark,<br />
    The light of stars is so damn stark.<br />
    When I look up, I fill with fear.<br />
    If all we have is what lies here,<br />
    this lonely world, this troubled place,<br />
    then cold dead stars and empty space...<br />
    Well, I see no reason to persevere,<br />
    no reason to laugh or shed a tear,<br />
    no reason to sleep or ever to wake,<br />
    no promises to keep, and none to make.<br />
    And so at night I still raise my eyes<br />
    to study the clear but mysterious skies--<br />
    that arch above us, as cold as stone.<br />
    Are you there, God? Are we alone?<br />
    --The Book of Counted Sorrows
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