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"Little child of my five senses and of my tenderness." Let us cradle our loves,
We will have good children.
Well cared for,
We will fear nothing on earth,
Happiness, good fortune, prudence,
Our loves And this leap from age to age,
From the order of a child to that of an old man,
Will not diminish us. (Confidence).
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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We’ll not reach the goal one by one but in We know in pairs we will know all about We’ll love everything our children will At the dark history or mourn alone
Lady Love
She is standing on my And her hair is in my She has the color of my She has the body of my
Ring Of Peace
I have passed the doors of The doors of my To come and kiss your City reduced to a
Easy
Easy and beautiful underyour As the meeting of Dance and the rest I spoke the fever The best reason for That you might be pale and luminousA thousand fruitful posesA thousand ravaged
