There is a river whose waters give  immortality; somewhere there must be  another river whose waters take it away. The  number of rivers is not infinite; an immortal  traveler wandering the world will someday have  drunk from them all.

My happiness is  traveling free of  cost door to  door. If  there is shortfall, open  your door and  take  some  of  them.

If I do good, I feel good...If I do bad, I feel bad

Hurt me some more 
I’ve become numbed to pain 
I want to feel something 
It’s the only pleasure I know 
~Trace~

Written By Trace

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