At half past three in the morning I woke up. And immediately elastic Ijumped out of bed. I came to write you. I mean: be. Now it’s half past five. Iwant nothing: I am pure. I don’t wish this solitude on you. But I myself amin the creating fog. Lucid darkness, luminous stupidity.
-Clarice Lispector
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