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I reach for the glass but I stop, seeing, watching -- my quivering hand.
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Sep 3, 2023
Sep 3, 2023 at 2:42 AM UTC
[ I reach for the glass ]
I reach for the glass but I stop, seeing, watching -- my quivering hand.
"Ivoren wachters" ("Ivory guardians", 1951, Simon Vestdijk), chapter IV Collection "Inmost [2]"
#body#decline
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Sep 3, 2023
Sep 3, 2023 at 2:42 AM UTC
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