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Shadow, you’ll travel to what waits ahead, the fatal shadow waiting at the rim. Know this: in some way you’re already dead

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When I fall into the abyss, I go straight into it, head down and heels up, and I’m even pleased that I’m falling in just such

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When we say “Time” we mean ourselves. Most abstractions are simply our pseudonyms. It is superfluous to say, “Time is

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I am invisible, understand, simply because people refuse to see me. Like the bodiless heads you see sometimes in

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In the morning, the sun is rosy, transparent, warm gold. And the air itself is a little rosy, all steeped in the sun’s

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Crying, soaking in the depths. Glad not to recognize myself anymore.

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The universe is nothing but what my dreams weave. …/The threads dissolve, and I see myself in the void of

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The sea was calm. I was too. But on the lookout, suspicious. As if this calm couldn’t last. Something is always about to happen.

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I am alone. Or, more like: alone with that other “me”.

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It’s so difficult to speak, so difficult to say things that cannot be said, so silent.

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She looked down at the letter—and what was there behind her lowered blinds? What will she say—what will she do in the

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[She] saw her life like a great tree in leaf with the things suffered, things enjoyed, things done and undone. Dawn and doom

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What is it that separates my self from my self? What is it that destroys me, negates me?

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There is a gentrification that is happening to cities, and there is a gentrification that is happening to the emotions too,

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She knows the depths of sorrow. Nothing else could possible happen to her.

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CHORUS: Oh, my children, my children! My poor father! My country! Every house a smouldering ruin, Every soul

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December drips through my nerves.

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I am in front of the mirror. And for the first time in my life —yes, exactly—for the first time in my life, I see

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They sat there in the fresh young darkness close together.

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O winter of my speechlessness, The barely there sun in my open mouth. My tracks leading nowhere celebrate My silence.

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Sent on a quest to obtain the Emblem of Peace, Kimyan needs to learn to trust to find his path. On his way he encounters