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The script was ripped from the pains of my life, my attempt to RIP the trauma and save stones of truth to build my future home upon.

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The script was the speaking of my soul, of its pains and how it seeks both inner peace and redemption, how it can only survive when those I love are safe and protected.

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The script was living conversations upon a page, streams of words that seek the truth of the humane soul, that seek a real way into the light.

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It is a challenge to transcribe the beauty of the soul into words, to take the tangled mess of love and pain, of virtues and vices our era imbues, and make a script. For our scripts are the string we hope will guide us out of that most amazing maze to a raised view, a view that shows us the real landscape as that of the great plains.