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I have passed the doors of
The doors of my
To come and kiss your
City reduced to a
Where the absurd tide of evilleaves a reassuring
Ring of peace I have only
You teach me again what it
To be human when I
Knowing whether I have fellow creatures
Paul Eluard
Paul Éluard, born Eugène Émile Paul Grindel; 14 December 1895 – 18 November 1952), was a French poet and one of the founders of the Surrealist m
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