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O seasons, O castles, What soul is without flaws? All its lore is known to me, Felicity, it enchants us all.Arthur Rimbaud
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À l'aurore, armés d'une ardente patience, nous entrerons aux splendides Villes.Arthur Rimbaud
O seasons, O castles, What soul is without flaws? All its lore is known to me, Felicity, it enchants us all.Arthur Rimbaud
À l'aurore, armés d'une ardente patience, nous entrerons aux splendides Villes.Arthur Rimbaud