He slipped away slowly, withdrawing from this world by small, imperceptible degrees, and in the end it was as if
he were a drop of water evaporating in the sun, shrinking and shrinking until at last he wasn't there anymore.
he were a drop of water evaporating in the sun, shrinking and shrinking until at last he wasn't there anymore.
( Paul Auster )
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