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I didn’t see my reflection in the mirror, instead a grey skeleton looked at me with its empty eye-pits. I took the bedspread and rolled up myself in it, like in raincoat. Now my reflection reminded me a poem written by Blok about a skeleton in a raincoat that looked for poison in a drug store.
I had got an idea to walk along streets and looked for lonely lantern. In a moment I was in a street. It was dark night, a dog began to bark somewhere and I rushed as fast as wind in the direction of barking >>
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