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10:15 a.m. - Tuesday, Nov. 05, 2002 Though composed outwardly... Inwardly shaken...dashed.....constantly... suffocated then.....pierced... Pain has colour Pain has sound...Pain has a look Parlaying....with...an.. Inner cadre of competing, compelling, ambiguous voices.. Each paroxysm ranting yet.............outwardly still...............not willing to allow a ersatz explanation. In the center of my matrix....is the problem.... I'm always attemping to solve... Yet in the words and processes that created it.... The answer cannot be found...
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