text_original: It was a liard struggle. I tried to compromise, but experience soon deprived me of that hope, for to paint Fitting Myself into my Sphere. 49 was to be oblivious of all other things.
text_transcription: IT WAS A HARD STRUGGLE I TRIED TO COMPROMISE BUT EXPERIENCE SOON DEPRIVED ME OF THAT HOPE FOR TO PAINT WAS TO BE OBLIVIOUS OF ALL OTHER THINGS
phonemes: ɪt wʌzɐ lɪɚd stɹˈʌɡəl. aɪ tɹˈaɪd tə kˈɑːmpɹəmˌaɪz, bˌʌt ɛkspˈiəɹɪəns sˈuːn dᵻpɹˈaɪvd mˌiː ʌv ðæt hˈoʊp, fɔːɹ tə pˈeɪnt fˈɪɾɪŋ maɪsˈɛlf ˌɪntʊ maɪ sfˈɪɹ. fˈɔːɹɾi nˈaɪn wʌz təbi əblˈɪviəs ʌv ˈɔːl ˈʌðɚ θˈɪŋz.