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I was born in a cloud... Now I am falling. I want you to catch me. Look up and you will see me. You know you can hear me. The world is so loud. Keep falling. I’ll find you. We’re over a forest. There’s millions of snowflakes. We’re dancing. The world is so loud. Keep falling. I’ll find you. Kate Bush Snowflake (fragment)

Time it was, And what a time it was, It was... A time of innocence, A time of confidences. Long ago...it must be... I have a photograph. Preserve your memories; They're all that's left of you. Paul Simon Bookends Theme

Dźwięk kościołów weneckich, jak serwisów kawowych, słychać w pozostawionym pudle po przypadkowych istnieniach. Brązowa ośmiornica żyrandola w treliażu dawno rzęsą zasnutym liże mokry postument pełen brudnych i smutnych łez i snów, których nikt nie przelicza. Josif Brodski Laguna (fragment)