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The wind Undecided Rolls a cigarette of air
The mute girl talks: It is art's imperfection. This impenetrable speech.
The motor car is truly launched: Four martyrs' heads Roll under the wheels.
Ah! a thousand flames, a fire, The light, a shadow! The sun is following me.
A feather gives to a hat A touch of lightness: The chimney smokes.
Paul Eluard
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