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Any creature,
faced with nature, will believe.
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We live by hunting and fishing.
Tuesday: nothing
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Eyes: human landscapes... Mouth:
onomatopoeia that end up as language
:45:11
Ruins beget the language of poetry
:45:17
The writer chooses to appeal...
freedom of others
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- Did you get all the books?
- No... But I found this:
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It's by someone with your name.
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- Oh, Ferdinand.
- You've heard of him?
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"l was fire, I was light,
I was miracle.
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I could no longer hear...
I was rising...
:45:43
I passed... through the air..."
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It's too much!
:45:49
"l saw happiness... in front of me...
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Supernatural emotion!