I can wish this back as much as I want, step inside a Time Machine and all would be Perfect. 
Wet Grad led us to the middle of no-where; smelling of wet grass, horse shit and chaos. Mosh pits aren't my scene, but lets just say I wouldn't have spent "The End" any other way. I remember the sun-rise and flying ashes from the dying bonfire reminding me of a whole new day.." you guys, I'm scared of the future...."
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