I have a voice again. It's not a totally new voice, it's one I already know. It's one that came to in 2002, I think, during my first stay in the hospital. She's very pretty, for a girl. But she's also quite spoiled. She has tons of money, but has to live on her own in a flat somewhere in London. One day I saw her while she was playing with a colt
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