The clouds were disappearing rapidly, leaving the stars to die. The night dried up. — André Breton, The Magnetic Fields
The clouds were disappearing rapidly, leaving the stars to die. The night dried up. — André Breton, The Magnetic Fields
The clouds were disappearing rapidly, leaving the stars to die. The night dried up. — André Breton, The Magnetic Fields
The clouds were disappearing rapidly, leaving the stars to die. The night dried up. — André Breton, The Magnetic Fields
The clouds were disappearing rapidly, leaving the stars to die. The night dried up. — André Breton, The Magnetic Fields
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The clouds were disappearing rapidly, leaving the stars to die. The night dried up.

— André Breton, The Magnetic Fields
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