The stone is a mirror which works poorly.
Nothing in it but dimness. Your dimness or its dim-
ness, who's to say? In the hush your heart sounds
like a black cricket.
The stone is a mirror which works poorly.
Nothing in it but dimness. Your dimness or its dim-
ness, who's to say? In the hush your heart sounds
like a black cricket.
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