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Eyes: human landscapes... Mouth:
onomatopoeia that end up as language
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Ruins beget the language of poetry
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The writer chooses to appeal...
freedom of others
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- Did you get all the books?
- No... But I found this:
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It's by someone with your name.
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- Oh, Ferdinand.
- You've heard of him?
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"l was fire, I was light,
I was miracle.
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I could no longer hear...
I was rising...
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I passed... through the air..."
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It's too much!
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"l saw happiness... in front of me...
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Supernatural emotion!
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And then,
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I lost all sense of awareness...
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I went forward...
a bit with my hands...
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and I dared... to the right...
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I touched... softly...
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the hair of my good fairy...
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of my adorable miracle...
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Virginia."
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Guignol's Band.
OK... Now, are you coming?
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"Perfect happiness!
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Ah! my ecstasy was so intense...
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that I dared not move.
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Crying with happiness,
smitten with happiness...
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I quivered, quivered...
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My heart could swell and burn me...
I didn't care... I, too, was flame.
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I was in space, I clung to Virginia."