The pebble is a perfect creature equal to itself mindful of its limits filled exactly with a pebbly meaning with a scent that does not remind one of anything does not frighten anything away does not arouse desire its ardour and coldness are just and full of dignity I feel a heavy remorse when I hold it in my hand and its noble body is permeated by false warmth - Pebbles cannot be tamed to the end they will look at us with a calm and very clear eyeSourceThe script ran 0.001 seconds.
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