"[i]Picture you...As that star. You, Are a piece of the Musical of Mozart... Which is a part of history. Which is, the beggining of the horizon... That births the beggining Of a new Day... New sun New Life.[/i]"

I guess... But that star represents something else. You see, the brightest stars burn out the fastest and die out faster than others... I feel as if I know my end is coming. Be it soon or be it later, the fact of the matter is unchanged. I will burn out eventually.