Charles Baudelaire. Paris spleen (№ 419498)
How dying autumn days pierce the soul! Oh! pierce to pain; for there are delightful sensations, the very vagueness of which does not diminish their strength; and there is no point sharper than the point of Infinity.
№ 419498 Added
MegaMozg 21-05-2021 / 22:30
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