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Слушать(AI)Eternity
It has been found again.
What ? - Eternity.
It is the sea fled away With the sun.
Sentinel soul,
Let us whisper the confession Of the night full of nothingness And the day on fire.
From human approbation,
From common urges You diverge here And fly off as you may.
Since from you alone,
Satiny embers,
Duty breathes Without anyone saying : at last.
Here is no hope,
No orietur.
Knowledge and fortitude,
Torture is certain.
It has been found again.
What ? - Eternity.
It is the sea fled away With the sun.
Arthur Rimbaud
Jean Nicolas Arthur Rimbaud (20 October 1854 – 10 November 1891) was a French poet known for his influence on modern literature and arts, prefig
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