the last summer of reason
The Eye can intervene at any moment with its disdainful magnanimity. You are then like the puppy terrorized by the sight or scent of a wild beast. You huddle, tail between your legs, submissive, sides trembling in agitation. Your pitiful secrets are forced out into the open like the bundle of a vagabond, your misery is dragged out under the sun,
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