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the Devil's hand directs our every move - / the things we loathed become the things we love
Charles Baudelaire
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Charles Baudelaire
Age: 46 †
Born: 1821
Born: April 9
Died: 1867
Died: August 30
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Baudelaire
Charles Pierre Baudelaire-Dufaÿs
Charles Pierre Baudelaire
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