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When did I become just another piece of spam? This throw away version of myself? No chance of ruling out the possibility that I may have just made it to the wrong box on accident. I guess a lifetime of listening to my little judge, the one who holds the keys to my prison, has guaranteed my imprisonment. I think at one time I must have found value in myself, since I am still on my two feet. However, all my thoughts as The Judge echo with a loud bang and a voice crying out "Guilty!” I've been guilty of hate, guilty of cruelty, guilty of adultery, guilty of just about every sin... and ten-fold, in my head. Someday I may just decide that I am worthy of the "Inbox". Until I am that free to love myself, I will pray that I can convince the judge to overlook that delete button and give me pardon.
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