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Samuel Beckett

"I was out of sorts. They are deep, my sorts, a deep ditch, and I am not often out of them."

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"I was out of sorts. They are deep, my sorts, a deep ditch, and I am not often out of them."

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"You are on your back at the foot of an aspen. In its trembling shade. She at right angles propped on her elbows head between her hands. Your eyes opened and closed have looked in hers looking in yours. In your dark you look in them again. Still. You feel on your face the fringe of her long black hair stirring in the still air. Within the tent of hair your faces are hidden from view. She murmurs, Listen to the leaves. Eyes in each other's eyes you listen to the leaves. In their trembling shade."
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