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473 pages, Kindle Edition
Published May 12, 2022
I sang as I ran, and I never got tired. I was inspired, rhymes blazing like fire. I can’t even begin to tell you what it was like. When I ran across a patch of ash honey, and the bees swarmed up and stung me, I cried out in joy, because I knew just how they felt.
A tree with the square root of minus one flowers has imaginary flowers.
After the bath you could lie down in a meadow and nap in the sunlight, or dry yourself off with a towel and climb into a bed and nap, or climb onto a sheep and have it grow wings and fly up into the summer-warm blue sky and turn into a fluffy white cloud…
Between one hope and another I fell asleep.
The salt wind blew her shining hair this way and that, and the sea waves rose and fell. Nobody said anything, and the minutes went by slowly, and still nobody said anything, and I hadn’t brought a book to read.