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Her mind was a press of formless questions, mingling and crumbling limply away.
Author:
Samuel Beckett
Book:
Malone Dies
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Her mind was a press of formless questions, mingling and crumbling limply away.
( Samuel Beckett )
[ Malone Dies ]
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