The Poem of Hashish by Charles Baudelairehttp://luminist.org/archives/baudelaire_poem.htm
by the beauty of his sensations, he had suddenly fallen into fear of them. He had asked himself the question: “What would become of my intelligence and of my bodily organs i
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