departure

Everything seen …
The vision gleams in every air.

Everything had …
The far sound of cities, in the evening,
In sunlight, and always.

Everything known …
O Tumult! O Visions! These are the stops of life.

Departure in affection and shining sounds.

Arthur Rimbaud

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