Profile of Artem

<p>         &quot;All day long and all night through,</p><p>         One thing only must I do:</p><p>         Quench my pride and cool my blood,</p><p>         Lest I perish in the flood,</p><p>         Lest a hidden ember set</p><p>         Timber that I thought was wet</p><p>         Burning like the dryest fax,</p><p>         Melting like the merest wax,</p><p>         Lest the grave restore its dead.</p><p>         Not yet has my heart or head</p><p>         In the least way realized</p><p>         They and I are civilized.&quot;</p><p>   <br></p><p>      - Excerpt from Heritage by Countee Cullen</p>

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  • Last Active: Aug 31, 2003

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Fear Sep 21, 2001 Sep 21, 2001
Frustration Oct 22, 2002 Oct 22, 2002
Go Dec 31, 2001 Dec 31, 2001
Greed Sep 21, 2001 Sep 21, 2001
He Feb 1, 2002 Feb 1, 2002
His Hand (Additioin-Draft4) Jan 19, 2002 Jan 19, 2002
His Hand Dec 28, 2001 Dec 28, 2001
I Could Not See Deception In Those Eyes Feb 1, 2002 Feb 1, 2002
I Drew A Pentagram On The Wall Sep 21, 2001 Sep 21, 2001
I Hate You Sep 19, 2001 Sep 19, 2001
I Need No More Than This Sep 19, 2001 Sep 19, 2001
I Shall Forever Dead Remain Sep 21, 2001 Sep 21, 2001
In Quiet, Solitary Places. Oct 22, 2002 Oct 22, 2002
Incantation Oct 22, 2002 Oct 22, 2002
Joy Sep 19, 2001 Sep 19, 2001
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