Sunday, February 7, 2016
The last words
May the husk of my inner soul be carried like pollen on the legs of the children of Magúa along the river of dreams to rest at the feet of the vouchsafer. My last remembrances are those departed and these words of comfort: those who depart in leisure journey in haste, those who depart in haste journey in leisure.
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