Introduction

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epigraph

N o t h i n g L a s t s F o r e v e r

F o r e v e r i s a  L i e

A l l W e H a v e I s W h a t's b e t w e e n

H e l l o and G o o d b y e

foreword

She looked at me, the stars reflecting in her beautiful orbs. "We are like the stars. We're beautiful on the outside but just mere creatures of dust on the inside. We live only to explode and die and be forgotten,"

I shook my head and made to retort but she held up her hand

"Face it, nothing lasts forever. Even the stars that we hype and worship will be gone one day."




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