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not want to die without knowing
Mexico black dogs who sleep without dreaming

bare ass monkeys
tropics eaters
silver spiders in the nest
bubbly

not want to die without knowing whether the moon
with its false air of currency has a pointed end

if the sun is cold

if the four seasons are actually more than four

no attempt to wear a dress at the grand boulevards


without having looked at a
sewer without having put sex strange corners

not want to end without knowing

leprosy or seven diseases that are trapped there

the good and bad

would not give me grief if I knew it would

brand and is also
all I know

appreciate everything that I know I like the green background

sea where the breezes dance
algae in the grass rippled sand
June toast land

cracking the smell of conifers
and kisses
if
such that if the fair which is there
my cub, Ursula

not want to die before having spent
his mouth with my mouth
his body with my hands
the rest with my eyes
say no more is better not to be irreverent

not want to die without having invented

eternal roses
the two-hour journey
the sea on the mountain
the mountain in the sea of \u200b\u200bpain
to the daily color

the joy of children and so much more

Sleeping in the skulls of great engineers
gardeners

of restless youthful socialist
of urban planners and thoughtful thinkers


so much to see to see and hear so much time waiting

searching in darkness And

I see the final
seething and approaching his face hideous

and who opens his arms


bandy-legged frog would die No no sir no ma'am


before he touched the flavor that haunts me taste
which is stronger

not want to die before trying
the taste of death ...

Boris Vian