restricted access 3. I Woke with This Marble Head
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3 Remember the baths where you were murderedยท I woke with this marble head in my hands; it exhausts my elbows and I don't know where to put it down. It was falling into the dream as I was coming out of the dream so our life became one and it will be very difficult for it to separate again. I look at the eyes: neither open nor closed I speak to the mouth which keeps trying to speak I hold the cheeks which have broken through the skin I haven't got any more strength. My hands disappear and come toward me mutilated. 5 ...