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"I've wept too much, it's true. Dawn breaks my heart
All moons are atrocious, all suns bitter.
Acrid Love has pumped me with drugged torpor
Let my keel burst, let me go to the sea!!
From that time on, I bathed in the Poem of the
Sea, lactescent and steeped in stars
Devouring green azures; where a drowned man,
Like beached floatsam sometimes sinks
in a trance."
-- A.Rimbaud, "Drunken Boat"
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