I hope you journey through the desert serves you well my humble friend. I dream of a day of when you return and we can laugh and drink the gods nectar, and have are souls be blessed. The days will be hot, and the nights, yes they too will be as hot as a paralized retarted who will never know what love actualy is (because he is retarted and we all know retards have no heart, and soul) set a flame. The water will not be found for miles apon miles, you must use your surroundings to survive. Learn from the animals, learn from the plants, and always learn from yourself. We will wait and hope for your return. Stay strong my friend. and always remember
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