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Arthur Rimbaud - The Poor Man Dreams
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Perhaps an Evening awaits me 
when I shall drink I peace in some old Town, 
and die the happier: since I am patient! 
If my pain submits, if I ever have any gold, 
shall I choose the North or the Country of Vines? … 
- Oh! It is shameful to dream - since it is pure loss! 
And if I become once more the old traveler, 
never can the green inn be open to me again.
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