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Life and death, dreaming and wakefulness: stations for the perplexed soul. It traverses them by stage, taking signs and hints from things, groping about in the sea of darkness, clinging stubbornly to a hope that smilingly and mysteriously renews itself. Traveler, what are you searching for? What emotions rage in your heart?

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