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Wednesday, August 31, 2005 

Expression lost. It matters not what language i speak. Everything is meaningless. Only the trenches of confusion remain.

Destined to find resolve sometime soon, but desperate not to lose his soul. I face a predicament. Indeed, a newly unearthed conundrum .