Letter, January 15, 2014

Your voice consists of many forests, some burning, some dark, and all stratified layer upon layer such as one can get lost among them without exhausting their endless possibilities. There is a depth to your voice that one can travel through as if he were a ship sailing through the ocean. And, as in the ocean, there is no end to your voice.


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