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Wasting time, he sketched a vase. He drew a flower in the vase. Perfume rose from the paper. He drew a jug. Having sipped a little water, he poured some over the flower. He drew a room with a bed, then he slept. When he awoke he drew an ocean, a fathomless ocean, which swept him away. _______________ Translated by Anne Fairbairn
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