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Saturday, November 15, 2003

FORSAKEN 

I am not meant for being a voice in any wilderness. I do not do well in the out of doors. My voice has a tendency to emit a fat, creamy noise, then crack. This is not for me. My voice is not so composed to be that of a lone prophet. I am without vision. I am without faith. The divine has no interest in me.

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