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Over flat familiar water, a worn course.

Long sentences put the helmsman to sleep.

He steers perfectly and dreams that he is steering perfectly and never talks.

Let us rest in the recognition of having seen every single drop of that water already.

Over flat familiar water, a worn course.

Long sentences put the helmsman to sleep.

He steers perfectly and dreams that he is steering perfectly and never talks.

Let us rest in the recognition of having seen every single drop of that water already.
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