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As I walked back home, oddly joyful, it began to rain. What a notion it is, after all-- these small shapes! I would get lost counting them. Who first thought of it? How did he describe it to others?
Out on the sea it is raining too. It beats on no one there.
Let’s say the Devil is played by two men. Dark hair, green eyes, white teeth, pink tongues—they’re twins.
Let’s say the Devil is the space between two men. Here: I’ll be all of them.