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Felt my undertaker carry me away. He didn't ask my name. He wanted it that way. 

In the Sunday paper, they announced that I was dead. Didn't mean that much. This is what they said: He who was a drifter. He who wasn't real. Thought he had it made. A victim of ideals.

Police chief lit a smoke. Passed it around. People smoked it one by one. As they put me in the ground.
- The Tom Fun Orchestra

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Hello my name is Nathan. I mostly paint. If my website or twitter urls work you can see some of my work there. I also animate sometimes. Playing around with 3d modeling lately. I am wildly poor and destitute and I'm always looking for work, so if you need someone, feel free to contact me.