He finds again in his memory
The lock of chestnut hair
Do you remember, past all believing
Our two strange destinies
Of the boulevard de la Chapelle
Of lovely Montmartre and Auteuil
I remember, she murmurs
Of the day I crossed your threshold
There fell into it like an autumn
The lock of my memory
And our destiny which astonishes you
Joins the day that is ending
Guillaume Apollinaire
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