The little girl with a red dress was walking in circles in a squared room with 7 walls and 9 angls. She realized suddenly that she could hear voices, and see shapes and shadows. Although she was full of blistering joy, she noted hazily that the beings accompanying her did not conform to what she felt they would be. She was neither thrilled nor overwhelmed by these mounting perceptions and growing feelings and left herself melt in a sense of boundless plenitude. She considered this blossoming as a new phase in her life which so far had been tainted with senseless moves and obvious misperceptions as well as sad, dull and unidentifiable memories. The penguins, the salamander, the cat which would soon evolve back into a butterfly and the old man looked at her and concluded it was nice to be underneath the skin of the Austrian Ocean.


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