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Loyalty is a fine quality, but in excess it fills political graveyards.
I write simply because I hear voices of people in my head who won't give me peace until I convey their stories to the rest of the world. Seriously. They've always been with me. While other girls played with dolls, and my brothers with Hot Wheels, I was busy traveling through space or traipsing through graveyards with my imaginary playmates.
No one has been barred on account of his race from fighting or dying for America, there are no white or colored signs on the foxholes or graveyards of battle.
The graveyards are full of indispensable men.
The museums and parks are graveyards above the ground- congealed memories of the past that act as a pretext for reality.
Personally I have no bone to pick with graveyards.
I've always considered music stores to be the graveyards of musicians.