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We are smoked and smoked until there is nothing left of us but ash. We drift away into the wind, not having a specific destination, but to flow within a realm of our creations. Dreams and achievements are no more but history and past time, and as we fade away, so do our body’s we once controlled as we set off to find the truth of our presence. (Taken with GifBoom)
