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Emeric Damian : In Simplicity : In The Unknown

The Surrealist Manifesto

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We collate the language of dreams and waking reality, the light falling onto the floor before me, a breeze of Sintra flying through the early morning sun, and Catharina with cotton candy pink tracing before it all.

It was actually the introduction that I enjoyed most.

Then there was the line, “Whom do I haunt…”