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In the evening he rides out with Persian friends on a white horse with its tail dyed scarlet.
He smiled, eyes sliding out of focus. "I was dreaming…" "Dreaming what?" "I don't remember… we were singing. In the rain…
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“Bobby, do you know what a metaphor is?”
“A component, like a capacitor?”
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