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So my life is a pointcounterpoint a kind of fugue and a falling awayand everything winds up being lost to me and everything falls into oblivion or into the hands of the other man.
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He thought that the rose was to be found in its own eternity and not in his words and that we may mention or allude to a thing but not express it.
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