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A hand was resting on the table in front of me in a sleepy fist. Suddenly it flipped on its back and opened is fingers as if asking to have its palm read.
But as I looked into its lines it suddenly flew up and slapped my face.
I began to cry…
Then this same hand lifted and began to wipe my tears away…
But as I looked into its lines it suddenly flew up and slapped my face.
I began to cry…
Then this same hand lifted and began to wipe my tears away…
the encounter
russell edson
in the tormented mirror
2 comentários:
Li, li e reli, voltei, reli e li : porquê? Porque tenho a sensação que nada melhor descreve o que sinto do que essas palavras ...Fosca-se !!!!!
fantástico, não é Mr.B.?!
este senhor é um Senhor!
eu vou postar por aqui mais destas coisas brilhantes que ele escreve!
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