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Man goes through a blizzard. It’s raining, snowing, .. Falls buckets, tomatoes … Flowers .. People carry him on hands, drop to the ground, throw into the corner like a wet rag useless. Kick, push and trample on the sputter track, roll in the muddy puddle. Comes to look Spit at him He give a hand to filed imaginary friend, but nobody will not see it, a quiet calm, cool and wet. Man stands up, sits on a stump. Sitting behind bars, maybe it’s a window … a man is sitting on a stump in the middle of a beautiful forest he stands and goes.

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