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Leave Nothing But Good Intentions

There's no pockets in a shroud. There's no cash point in the sky. No expensive holidays or brand new cars to buy or pretty girls weighing up your wallet size. when your burned to chard ashes or buried in the ground. your money will have no value and your Ferrari you can't drive. All you can leave are memories that please and smiles on the faces of those you leave good deeds you achieved and hope people remember A great human being and not a corporate machine.

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