"Night, the beloved. Night, when words fade and
things come alive. When the destructive analysis of day is done, and all
that is truly important becomes whole and sound again.

When man
reassembles his fragmentary self and grows with the calm of a tree."

~ Antoine de Saint-Exupéry ~


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