Gaspard de la Nuit - Livre VI.

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Ici commence le sixième
Livre des Fantaisies
De Gaspard
De la
Nuit

Aucun baume, le matin après la pluie, le soir aux heures de la
rosée; et rien pour charmer l'oreille que le cri du petit oiseau qui
quête un brin d'herbe.

No balm, the morning after the rain, the evening at the hours of the

Comments

[hairpuff]

during the last moment of inhalation, when there is negative pressure in the lungs the little mucous bits in the bottom of the lungs pop and the air goes through them which makes a little whistling sound, which sounds like "le cri du petit oiseau." he said people like to be diagnosed with it because it sounds pretty

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will you ever recover from it?

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what i mean is, will you ever recover from your beauty?