T H O U G H T

! e ideas and revelations we invent in our minds, if not set free, die with us.

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My playhouse is underneathOur house,

& I hear peopleTelling each other secrets.

In drawing, the trace always proceeds in in the night: it always

escapes the " eld of vision.

In drawing, the trace always proceeds in the night: it always escapes the " eld of vision.