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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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