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Le Poète — Poète Maudit
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By the pale dull pallor of an old gas lamp — Poète Maudit
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All Lined Up — Poète Maudit
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"I think I'm in hell..." — Poète Maudit
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Source — Poète Maudit
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It was the voice of mad seas, roaring immense. — Poète Maudit
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Poète maudit — Sophie Jolis
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Sit in a theatre, to see — Poète Maudit
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Her Tears Fell With The Dews At Even — Poète Maudit
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Within the lonesome latter years! — Poète Maudit
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Stretched Vocal Noises — Poète Maudit
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The stars went out and so did the moon. — Poète Maudit
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An angel throng, bewinged, bedight — Poète Maudit
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I am free and that is why I am lost. — Poète Maudit
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It warbled in the road. — Poète Maudit
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He slept like a rock or a man that's dead. — Poète Maudit
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To some remotest Plain — Poète Maudit
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Poète maudit — Morlone
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Like rain it sounded 'til it curved — Poète Maudit
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A HNW — Poète Maudit
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When it had pushed itself away — Poète Maudit
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Denis (poète maudit) — Pierrot Lunard
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Chicago Document 1 — Poète Maudit
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Listen, unless you are merely the thin condensation of mist. — Poète Maudit
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I had not begun to see you, you were dawn. — Poète Maudit
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Destroyed Records — Poète Maudit
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But swept as dry as sand -- — Poète Maudit
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Lo! 'tis a gala night — Poète Maudit
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My heart, like a flame turned upside down. — Poète Maudit
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And then I knew 'twas Wind -- — Poète Maudit
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Art Is Going To Sleep For A New World To Be Born — Poète Maudit
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Farewell until eternity, where you and I shall not find ourselves together. — Poète Maudit
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The tree that trembles, the nightingale that weeps — Poète Maudit
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In my own country I am in a far off land. — Poète Maudit
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A coming as of Hosts was heard — Poète Maudit
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Chicago Document 2 — Poète Maudit
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And far into the night he crooned that tune — Poète Maudit
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The singer stopped playing and went to bed. — Poète Maudit
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It walked as wet as any Wave — Poète Maudit
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Strangeness is a necessary ingredient in beauty. — Poète Maudit
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