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There was something inside the music; something that squished and scuttled and honked and raved, something unsettling, like a snake in a satin glove.
Lovecraft's Monsters
Neil Gaiman
I watched the white clouds race over the top of the hill, massive, towering secret countries made of white and pale blue, and with my eyes I followed the shadows they cast on the endless hills.
one could not distinguish the arabesque from the arbutus, ardor from art, the sore from the rose.
Ada, or Ardor
Vladimir Nabokov
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