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Everything seen…The vision gleams in every air.
Everything had…The far sound of cities, in the evening,
In sunlight, and always.
Everything known…O Tumult!
O Visions!
These are the stops of life.
Departure in affection, and shining sounds.
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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