EVELINE-JAMES JOYCE

Every soul-Eveline

Every soul is alone in a deep world of sad pads
Very acostumed was Keogh for taking out ilusions of others people mind
Eveline find a men for living toguether, for creating a home
Last in races like fast in memories, like forguetting all, of having a lot of dreams
In every place "all the world's seas stirred around her heart."
Nobody say how live have to be and all the pain on it
Every soul is alone...alone...alone

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