Free man, you always love the sea! The sea is your mirror, you marvel, in the infinite development of the waves, your soul. Your spirit is no less bitter pit.
We take pleasure to dive within your own image, the hugs you with eyes and arms, and your heart is distracted at times from his beat at the sound of this lament untamed and wild.
're both at once dark and discreet man, no one has ever measured the depth of your depth, sea, no one knows your secret riches, so jealous of you keep your mystery.
And yet there are countless centuries fight without mercy or remorse, so you love carnage and death, eternal fighters, implacable brothers.
Charles Baudelaire
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