” “But how did you tell him? You’ve never told me. But it’s love you should’ve had when you were tiny and I didn’t give it to you. ‘Can’t see a thing. The spirit I drink may be poison,—it may kill me,—perhaps it is killing me:—but so would hunger, cold, misery,—so would my own thoughts. “Broken-in people! I suppose the world is just all egotistical children and broken-in people.
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