Gyanne
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Once, when Nature's overpowering vigorousness Conceived each day children this monstrous I would love to have lived with a young giantess Around her feet like a cat to a queen voluptuous. Would love to have seen the spirit that grew out of her Distending as she played her terrible game From the damp mist that swam in her eyes to wonder If her sullen heart would catch into flames. Fleurs du mal (Baudelaire)