Vague dreams, confusing lights, perplexing landscapes—that is what remains in my soul after all my journeying. I have

Vague dreams, confusing lights, perplexing landscapes—that is what remains in my soul after all my journeying. I have the impression that I’ve known hours of every hue, loves of every flavor, desires of every shape and size. I’ve committed boundless excesses, and yet I was never enough for myself even in my dreams.

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