Ex Oblivione, Berlin 2017

Once I walked through a golden valley that led to shadowy groves and ruins, and ended in a mighty wall with antique vines, and pierced by a little gate of bronze.

 

And as I looked upon the little gate in the mighty wall, I felt that beyond it lay a dream-country from which, once it was entered, there would be no return.

 

In my dreams I found a little of the beauty I had vainly sought in life, and wandered through old gardens and enchanted woods.

 

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