History obliterates, and every picture it paints, it paints me in all my mistakes. When Alexander aimed at the sky, he was the first one to die, but I’m the one who paid for it.
stardust-rain: History obliterates, and every picture it paints, it paints me in all my mistakes. When Alexander aimed at the sky, he was the first one to die, but I’m the one who paid for it.
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