"I see stars, stars, stars; I see constellations, constellations, constellations, I see rays mixed with splendors knotted with solar blazings, dazzlings lost in contemplations, contemplations plunged in dazzling. I am caught in a prodigious spinning of the wheel with gold hubs. Where is it going? I do not know. The night is the rut of the stars."
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