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Chapter 20 page 387 "The brilliant light overhead was still blinding-bright, and yet i could plainly see the glowing strands of the filaments inside the bulb. I could see each color of the rainbow in the white light, and, at the very edge of the spectrum, and eighth color I had no name for." "Behind the light, I could distinguish the individual grains in the dark wood ceiling above. In front of it. I could see the dust motes in the air, the sides the light touched, and the dark sides, distinct and separeate. They spun like little planets, moving arouund each other in a celestial dance." the last one has a metaphor and imagery :)

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