History in a Bottle
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BACK COVER #Absinthe, I adore you, truly!
It seems, when I drink you,
I inhale the young forest's soul,
During the beautiful green season.
Your perfume disconcerts me
And in your oalescence
I see the full heavens of yore,
As through an open door.
What matter, O refuge of the damned!
That you a vain paradise be,
If you appease my need;
And if, before I enter the door,
You make me put up with life,
By accustoming me to death.