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A thousand Dreams within me softly burn.

Arthur Rimbaud

I have stretched ropes from steeple to steeple; garlands from window to window; golden chains from star to star, and I dance.
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Dance Gold Myself Rope Star Window
Morality is the weakness of the mind.
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Mindset Moral Weakness
But the problem is to make the soul into a monster
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Monster Problem Soul Transformation
Life is the farce we are all forced to endure.
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Endurance Force Life
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
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
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
The wolf howled under the leaves And spit out the prettiest feathers Of his meal of fowl: Like him I consume myself.
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Animal Consumption Himself Leaves Myself Wolf
I am the slave of my baptism. Parents, you have caused my misfortune, and you have caused your own.
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Misfortune Parents Religion Slave Yourself
I saw that all beings are fated to happiness: action is not life, but a way of wasting some force, an enervation. Morality is the weakness of the brain.
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Action Brain Fate Force Happiness Life Moral Waste Way Weakness
I went out under the sky, Muse! and I was your vassal.
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Myself Sky Under
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
One evening I sat Beauty on my knees – And I found her bitter – And I reviled her.
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Beautiful Bitter Evening Myself Taste
True life is elsewhere.
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Life One Liner True
You feel on your lips a kiss Fluttering, a tiny scrap of life.
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Feeling Life Lips Small Yourself
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

A thousand Dreams within me softly burn.

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