A lovely discovery by Arthur Rimbaud:
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Sensation
Through blue summer nights I will pass along paths,
Pricked by wheat, trampling short grass:
Dreaming, I will feel coolness underfoot,
Will let breezes bathe my bare head.
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Not a word, not a thought:
Boundless love will surge through my soul,
And I will wander far away, a vagabond
In Nature -- as happily as with a woman.
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