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The poisonous cloud is perfume, my Captain. The blood-caked bodies on the barbed wire are roses, my Captain. And the scattered bones are flower stalks, my Captain, green plants, my Captain. I see everything quite clearly, my Captain... And what dazzles like the blow from a gun butt (excuse me, my Captain) Is it hoarfrost? Streetlights? Yes! Mere decoration, my Captain.
---------------------------------------------- Symphony. Montréal: The Muses Co., 1988. ISBN 0919754-12-0 & ISBN 0919754-10-4
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