QuietusOfAnEx
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Joined 04-18-09, id: 1906581, Profile Updated: 04-18-09

I once knew a man by the name of Hunter. He was a friendly gentleman.
A tall and skinny lad, he was. A smile that could light the night if the sun were to supernova.
Suppose the sun were to transform into a black hole? He would be there.
He would be the one to make me smile as we're being engulfed.
Everything could be black and distant until he grabbed my hand.
I would not need to see as long as I had Hunter to guide me along.
He tells me not to worry, not to fear the unknown or death.
For fear is False Evidence Appearing Real.

Hunter never did know my name.
For my name is not important.
Thus, you can make a name for me.

Welcome To My Paradise.