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“Open your eyes.” It’s still dark. “Open your eyes.” It’s still dark. “You’re not opening your eyes.” Why’s it so dark? “You have to open your eyes.” But all was a silence of vision. 1. Before Growing up he’d always been fond of daydreaming. He’d walk to school, and imagine trees on the city sidewalks. Birds on trees that he’d seen in books. Sometimes he’d walk around the trees, but that was for fun when he was alone. As he got older, he thought he needed to grow up. So he’d stopped imagining the trees and reminded himself of what he needed...
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He was a young man who looked out over the sea alone in his soft yellow woolen jersey, and he had spent the last three days with his eyes stinging from sea salt searching for a particular reprieve. For a while, an old man had taken in with him, and together they had watched over the sea, each burdened with his own depths, as though the sea were a mirror of aquatic occasion whose waves would release with each man’s own spirit. The old man wished to possess the sea, the young man wished to be possessed by it. The threads they frayed off these ...
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