The way to kill a man or a nation is to cut off his dreams the way the whites are taking care of the Indians: killing their dreams their magic their familiar spirits. Topic: Dreams, Author: William S. Burroughs Share Article: Share on Facebook Share on Twitter Share on Pinterest Share on Telegram Share on Whatsapp Copy Link
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