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About
Snippet
He'd
had
this
feeling
before,
beyond
the
numbness
and
the
dull
despair.
The
world
shrinking
down
about
a
raw
core
of
parsible
entities.
The
names
of
things
slowly
following
those
things
into
oblivion.
Colors.
The
names
of
birds.
Things
to
eat.
Finally
the
names
of
things
one
believed
to
be
true.
More
fragile
than
he
would
have
thought.
How
much
was
gone
already?
The
sacred
idiom
shorn
of
its
referents
and
so
of
its
reality.
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