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Jean Prouvaire (
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2013-07-11 07:10 pm (UTC)
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[And he blushes, assuming he must sound quite silly by now.
But his smile flickers just barely at the question, growing calmer.]
A warrior, no. A poet. But sometimes poets, like women, must fight with arms and not words.
I was a revolutionary, Mademoiselle Lucrezia. In France, of 1832. So a soldier for a breath in time, but perhaps no warrior.
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no subject
But his smile flickers just barely at the question, growing calmer.]
A warrior, no. A poet. But sometimes poets, like women, must fight with arms and not words.
I was a revolutionary, Mademoiselle Lucrezia. In France, of 1832. So a soldier for a breath in time, but perhaps no warrior.