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Summary

The Ported fingers of glass hang downwards. The light slides down the glass, and drops a pool of green. All day long the ten fingers of the lustre drop green upon the marble. The feathers of parakeets their harsh cries sharp blades of palm trees green, too

Duration: 3 minutes (00:03:08)
Publishing date: 2020-01-26; Unabridged; Copyright Year: — Copyright Statment: —

• Classics
• Contemporary Fiction