It is time to hit the road. Take to the skies. Fly high above and watch the clouds drift behind.
A new place with a familiar face seems more than alright to me. Now if I can just manage to not forget anything...
So long America, land of the free and home of the brave. I was just too bored in your borders to stay forever. A large tank will grow a big fish. And a big fish is who I intend to be.
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