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      - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - -  2022-06-07 | [This text should be read in francais] | Submited by Guy Rancourt nous pensions du mal l’un de l’autre ? nous étions trop éloignés. Mais maintenant, dans cette cabane exiguë, enchaînés au même destin, comment pourrions-nous rester ennemis ? Car il faut bien s’aimer Quand on ne peut se fuir. Automne 1888 (Friedrich Nietzsche, Poèmes et fragments poétiques posthumes, 1882-1888) 
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