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Life is the farce which everyone has to perform.

Arthur Rimbaud

It was the voice of mad seas, roaring immense, That shattered your infant breast, too soft, too human.
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Body Break Human Mad Soft Voice
Once, if I remember well, my life was a feast where all hearts opened and all wines flowed.
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Celebration Heart Life Myself Open Remember Wine
I believe that I am in hell, therefore I am there.
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Believe Hell Myself
Yet this is the watch by night. Let us all accept new strength, and real tenderness. And at dawn, armed with glowing patience, we will enter the cities of glory.
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Acceptance Glory Night Patience Reality Strength Tender
But the problem is to make the soul into a monster
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Monster Problem Soul Transformation
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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Admire Blood Evil Heart Image Monster Myself
What an old maid I’m getting to be. Lacking the courage to be in love with death!
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Courage Death Love Myself Old
You feel on your lips a kiss Fluttering, a tiny scrap of life.
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Feeling Life Lips Small Yourself
Morality is the weakness of the mind.
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Mindset Moral Weakness
Oh! If only we were naked now, and free to watch our protruding parts align; To whisper – both of us – in ecstasy!
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Freedom Happiness Naked See Sex
Romanticism has never been properly judged. Who was there to judge it? The critics!
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Criticism Judgement Proper
And I am still alive-what though, my damnation is eternal. A man who deliberately mutilates himself is truly damned, is he not? I believe that I am in hell, therefore I am.
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Alive Believe Forever Hell Man Myself True
I turned silences and nights into words. What was unutterable, I wrote down. I made the whirling world stand still.
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Myself Night Silence Stand Word World Writing
Weakness or strength: you exist, that is strength. You don’t know where you are going or why you are going, go in everywhere, answer everyone. No one will kill you, any more than if you were a corpse.
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Body Death Existence Kill Strength Weakness Yourself
I may die of earthly love, or of devotion.
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Death Devotion Earth Love Myself
It is wrong to say: I think. One ought to say: I am thought. I is someone else.
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Myself Thinking Wrong

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