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￭ De la dissolution de la démocratie dans la ploutocratie 
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An instant distorts my whole sight When the sound deepens into the night Crystals beg the essence that I forbid To let their track continue as I once did Have I not glanced into my soul, The shape my mind came to extol? And have I not given my last smile When the world was raised in pure bile? How powerful those dire echoes must be If the second unchains tears ripped out of the sea Forfeit blurred gazes and mesmerise an emotion Sketch my heart as this affectionate ocean Weakly fading near the open fire I breathe Heaven, unseen attire Life proves more than I request I rise sincerely unimpressed Thursday, 21 September 2006 22:31:17
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