- War
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- When a child, certain skies sharpened my vision: all their characters
- were reflected in my face. The Phenomena were roused.-- At present,
the
- eternal inflection of moments and the infinity of mathematics drives
me
- through this world where I meet with every civil honor, respected by
- strange children and prodigious affections.-- I dream of a WAr of right
- and of might, of unlooked-for logic.
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- It is as simple as a musical phrase.
