

Romance - Arthur RimbaudIRomance - Arthur Rimbaud
When you are seventeen you aren't really serious. - One fine evening, you've had enough of beer and lemonade, And the rowdy cafes with their dazzling lights ! - You go walking beneath the green lime trees of the promenade.
The lime trees smell good on fine evenings in June ! The air is so soft sometimes, you close your eyelids ; The wind, full of sounds, - the town's not far away - Carries odours of vines, and odours of beer...
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- Then you see a very tiny rag Of dark blue, framed by a small branch, Pierced by an unlucky
It's so well drawn!!!
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comics art
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good things die all of the time
god bless your heart, vengeance is mine
"kiss me like you mean goodbye"
said the spider to the fly
all those times you thought that you were wrong,
you were right
SUCKS
ROCKS
GWAR HAR HAR!
It's been a while.
Just thought you should all know.
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hand me my leather
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