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Chapter Ten-4
I have asked that Ruel see to it that this journal gets back to the editors of the underground papers. I fear that it might be lost forever if it goes with us into hiding. He’s in awe of me enough to do that, so I am finishing this with the prayer that it will make a safe passage into the hands of someone who will treat it with due respect. I have been plagued these last few days with just one vision. It continues to gnaw at my brain though I want to shake it off. Boheme would whip me for that, but then he’s not with me, and I haven’t yet begun to share what’s in my mind with Ruel. This vision is a personal prophesy. Unlike those that have had to do with the wide world beyond me, this one touches my soul and mortality. I see pictures of myself, some of the present, while others reach far
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