It is 4:41AM. I reach the end of the book. I has been carried away by James Joyce. The plain closeup touched my deep heart. The frail air soothes my soul. I recalled the past life when James wrote the beginning of a voyage of life.
A story, a plain story, tells the trails of the soul, about parents, masters, friends, priests, Gods, girls, boys and animals. It is about belief, ambition, obedience, disobedience, death, love, desire, hope, brevity, cowardliness, liberation, and loneliness.
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