The flickering campfires of the bivouac
Light up the shapes of dream
And the reverie in the tangle
Of branches slowly rises
Here are the disdains of regret
All scraped raw like a strawberry
The memory and the secret
Of which only the embers remain
Guillaume Apollinaire
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