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It is bad to lock hope in a wardrobe; bad to gather it there, twisted one step away from the world, until it congeals into garments stained with red. It is bad to wrap a book-beast in chains of its own words; to milk the stones; to train great flocks of birds to drool.

Bad, I think, maybe worse than bad, to plug in a Holstein cow.

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