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Reality being too thorny for my great personality, I found myself nonetheless at my lady's, a
big blue-grey bird soaring toward the moldings of the ceiling and dragging my wing through
the shadows of the evening.
At the foot of the counterpane holding her adored jewels and physical masterpieces, I
was a big bear with purple gums and fur hoary with sorrow, eyes on the crystal and silver
of the sideboards.
All became shadow and fiery aquarium. In the morning - belligerent June sunrise - I ran
came to throw themselves upon my withers.
