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CHAPTER XVI
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Through the long, heavy and concentric mists that the clouds make, my eyes go searching.

On the shore I see a being who wanders alone, veiled to the feet.

It is a woman.

Ah, I am one with that woman! She is weeping.

Her tears are dropping on the sand where the waves are breaking! While I am reeling to infinity, I hold out my two heavy arms to her.


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