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if one day I were to climb a mountain
or descend an ocean of despair
perchance the world may be distinguished still
from such dreadful depths
and those lofty airs
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thoughts on finishing murakami's the wind up bird chronicle: not sure if book too genius to understand or just doesn't make much sense
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perhaps the attempt to separate myself from all carnal contexts is a fruitless affair
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