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Among the stones of the coast, walking, by the shore of Chile, farther off sea and sea, moon and sea grass, the lonely expanse of the planet.
The coast broken by thunder, consumed by the teeth of every dawn, worn by great stirrings of weather and waves: slow birds circle, with iron-colored feathers and they know that here the world ends.