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2003-05-21 - 12:57 a.m. oh yes yes yes yes, take me away from here, lift me up to the ceiling, let's all exalt in the brain's conception of youth, in the way our feet feel after wandering around all day, and let's refuse to ever be misunderstood again. let the words flow without ceasing. (i'll become a martyr to academia, to success, to my ethics, to my art if i don't watch out) ( 0 tell me?)