I saw, by the failing light of the low sun, stained mystical horrors, Illuminating long purple solidifyings, Pareils with actors of dramas and antique floods rolling to drown their shivers with shutters! I dreamed the green fairy night with dazzled snows, going up to the eyes of the seas with eternities of languid, oozing slowness, the circulation of the burning saps, And the yellow and blue awakening of phosphorus in the skies of dreaming. Then, time having obliterated all but these fitful memories, I lay on the beaches of forgotten expectations........
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