O seasons, O castles,
What soul is without flaws?
All its lore is known to me,
Felicity, it enchants us all.

Arthur Rimbaud

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Idle youth, enslaved to everything; by being too sensitive I have wasted my life.

Arthur Rimbaud

Mots clés arthur-rimbaud a-season-in-hell alchemy-of-the-word collected-poems festival-of-patience song-of-the-highest-tower

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