Last night I dreamed that we set off together to find the source of the river. An old man led the way. As we walked on, the river became smaller and broke up into a thousand small streams... Suddenly, high above under the snow-capped peaks, the old man showed us a piece of land with wild grass in a shady and damp place. Every blade of grass held little drops of dew that fell every so often on the soft earth. This meadow, said the old man, is the source of the river. You re
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