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Arthur Rimbaud Quote - Now I am an outcast. I loathe my country. The best thing for me is a drunken sleep on the beach.

Now I am an outcast. I loathe my country. The best thing for me is a drunken sleep on the beach.

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Genius is the recovery of childhood at will.
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Now I am an outcast. I loathe my country. The best thing for me is a drunken sleep on the beach.
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It began as research. I wrote of silences, of nights, I scribbled the indescribable. I tied down the vertigo.
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The Poet makes himself a seer through a long, vast and painstaking derangement of all the senses.
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The northern lights rise like a kiss to the sea.
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It was the voice of mad seas, roaring immense, That shattered your infant breast, too soft, too human.
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To whom shall I hire myself out? What beast should I adore? What holy image is attacked? What hearts shall I break? What lies shall I uphold? In what blood tread?
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