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Descartes Above Paris
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As I sit on my perch above the city, I meditate on man.
Sorry creature deceived by the evil demon.
Fallen angel without wings.
Flesh bound spirit blinded by what he sees.

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1 Comment to “Descartes Above Paris”

  1. lingamish says:

    What else is “Le Penseur” thinking?

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