Thursday Oct 17, 2002

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eyam: a youth not beautiful, not brilliant, not industrious, not good, not kind, not even ambitious, given to excesses and confusions, thrown between melancholy and random violence, between the cold mire and the hot flame, between curiousity and apathy, between humility and self-love, between yesterday and tomorrow
eye like: danger
curse: Punctuation
eyam looking four: adventures

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