VOINITSKY. (...) Only I shall not be refreshed by the storm. Day and night I feel suffocated by the though that my life has been irretrievably lost. I have no past - it has all been stupidly wasted on trifles - while the present is awful because it's so meaningless... My feeling for you is just wasted like a ray of sunlight falling into a well - and I am wasted too.
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