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You hide the world from me
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Like a wolf dying on a bed of budding flowers
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You cannot lie to this degree
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Like the Christmas of a child, piles of inexhaustible pleasures
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Light-years from you
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Like getting water in your eyes
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I have been loved
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Still possible
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How lovely a child’s tempest!
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What she has done with me alone, I have done with a thousand
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Time went by in all directions at once
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As if, opening a door, you'd find your double awaiting you
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The door of paradise has been opened for you, you can’t but believe in it
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Like breaking into a shop of toys
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Like some inconceivable return
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As if by fire that first purity
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It means undertaking too far away a trip
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Last hyphen, last indulgence
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The modest cover of the truth
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We should have left in time
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You, frigid image
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It was enough to stop, to step down…
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The fair days will return
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I lift the veil
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The purest actuality in the world
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The words have left the flesh, to reunite them
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“Mon petit chéri” drifts in the void, so many imperfect models have covered the original
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Neither angel nor ogre, but as ill fortune will have it...
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You cannot get over the fact that it should come to an end
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At last one could bathe twice in Heraclitus's river
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Like a ride on a merry-go-round: what utter bliss
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No more distance
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Suddenly, the beckoning of the bright lights, the sharp contrasts
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The table is set, the meal is served!
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To yield to temptation is still to learn
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A still surface, smiling
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Sweet cannibalism
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An image feast!
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The same always, and always different
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To sneak past time's watchful gaze, quietly steal away
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You are the gingercake alphabet hiding the words
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A finger quickly dipped into hot water
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A bit more upstream, a bit more downstream… there.
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An absolutely honest, pure, and objective desire to know
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A ribbon briefly waved from a passing star
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Why doesn’t the wreckage of happiness matter more?
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The proudness to have dared, to have chosen the best part
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An inexhaustible well of gratitude
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Everything for a kiss, and life thrown in
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