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And I am still alive-what though, my damnation is eternal. A man who deliberately mutilates himself is truly damned, is he not? I believe that I am in hell, therefore I am.

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Arthur Rimbaud
Age: 37 †
Born: 1854
Born: October 20
Died: 1891
Died: November 10
Arms Trader
Explorer
Poet
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Jean Nicolas Arthur Rimbaud
Jean Nicholas Arthur Rimbaud
Hell
Alive
Damnation
Though
Deliberately
Stills
Damned
Still
Injury
Believe
Therefore
Men
Truly
Eternal

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