Dramatic reading from podcast The Program
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Vocal Characteristics
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EnglishVoice Age
Middle Aged (35-54)Accents
North American (General)Transcript
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my dearest Hannah, I write these words with certitude. Being an optimist is always that you will never get to read them. The two of us should be reunited never to be separated again. In a way, that's what this letter is all about. In this moment, as we enter the decisive stage of our struggle, struggle upon with so much depends a personal future and fortune included. I wish to convey a few simple, straightforward thoughts. There are only two things that guide in my life. A service towards our noble cause. My love for you. Just like millions of others. We were not given an option to achieve happiness in our lives, through our labor with you, our fight. This is why these two things our love and our struggle read my mind one in the same. Now that we're so close to ending struggle and shaving what the generations of titans dreamers before us have given up so much for I feel compelled to add my small drop to the mighty waterfall their efforts if it means that I too have to lay my head next to them on a pall of justice. I am sorry. I apologize that I have to burden you with asking Adams forgiveness as well. When a reaches an age when such incomprehensible things become understandable let it be known to you, my darling, that you were the only one that I love that have ever lived Memories of the blissful moments we spent together flow over me I feel grateful that I was able to enjoy them for so long. If you do receive this letter and our joy has come to a sudden end do know said my beloved For in the world that surrounds you you will find forever living The best part of me All the love I had for you And every blade of grass in every brick of a house Every smile of a child You will see me and our struggle I love you so very so My one and only one Harden my faults Many worries I've given you how thoughtless and foolish I have so often been How gladly would I wash out with tears Every little spot A sadness I have ever cost you Oh, what I would give for you to never read this letter And instead we get to celebrate the hour of triumph together on all our tiny everyday victories to follow. If only I could use the love I feel for you to surround you with all the bliss and delight you deserve. Her bed spent Saturday morning lasting for eternity. I have no doubt your life path will lead you exactly where it means Use it wisely. Revenge. My sacrifice with your Undine happiness, John. Yes, more.