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Stronger than alcohol, vaster than poetry, Ferment the freckled red bitterness of love!

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Arthur Rimbaud
Age: 37 †
Born: 1854
Born: October 20
Died: 1891
Died: November 10
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Jean Nicholas Arthur Rimbaud
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Freckled
Vaster
Ferment
Bitterness
Alcohol

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