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November 30, 2006
A voice from the past always seems to haunt and harbor a certain amount of malice. It always comes from some place dark and stained with my crimes, and it always carries the accusatory tone of a forgotten or forsaken victim. The tongues of tragedy tell a tale of my transgressions that could easily be read in my eyes, but it is a story I would not like to repeat and will solemnly let rest in the silence of my sorrow while I move forward to face another day. I cannot relive the lies and the losses of the past.