Especially having reread it

The handwriting on the wall may be a forgery.
But you don’t want to be victimized by your lesser talents.
Yet if the balletic interlude is tedious, or the lines drone on in the endless catalogue, we come back anyway, against all caution.
I really do not believe this letter. Especially having reread it.
 
All are sucked into the craw of the mirror-eyed monster.
The landscapes will all be untenanted, various monotonous drawings of woods, for example.
Grief and love are sung in a foreign language.
Agrippina, my Abyssinian cat, is staring at my foot in a peculiar manner.
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