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Pablo Neruda

Our love was born outside the walls, in the wind, in the night, in the earth, and that’s why the clay and the flower, the mud and the roots know your name.
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Born Couple Flower Love Outside Valentine Wall Winds
In this part of the story I am the one who dies, the only one, and I will die of love because I love you, because I love you, Love, in fire and in blood.
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Blood Die Fire I Love You Love Story
In the house of poetry nothing endures that is not written with blood to be heard with blood.
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Blood Endure Hear House Poetry
Give me silence, water, hope. Give me struggle, iron, volcanoes.
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Giving Hope Inspirational Iron Silence Struggle Water
And when you appear all the rivers sound in my body, bells shake the sky, and a hymn fills the world.
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Appearance Body Couple River Sky Sound Valentine World
Hate is like a swordfish, working through water invisibly and then you see it coming with blood along its blade, but transparency disarms it.
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Blood Hate Transparent Water
Do tears not yet spilled wait in small lakes?
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Lake Tears Wait
I believed that the way passed through Man, and that it was from there that destiny had to emerge.
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Believe Destiny Emerge Man
There is no space wider than that of grief.
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Grief One Liner Space
If nothing saves us from death, at least love should save us from life.
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Death Life Love Save
I have named you queen. There are taller than you, taller. There are purer than you, purer. There are lovelier than you, lovelier. But you are the queen.
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Anniversary Couple Love Queen Valentine Wife
Death is the stone into which our oblivion hardens.
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Death Stone
My feet will want to walk to where you are sleeping but I shall go on living.
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Broken Heart Feets Live Misisng Sleep Walk Want
Poetry is an act of peace.
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Action One Liner Peace Poetry
Once more I am the silent one who came out of the distance wrapped in cold rain and bells: I owe to earth’s pure death the will to sprout.
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Cold Death Distance Earth Owe Rain Silence
In love, you have loosened yourself like seawater.
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Lose Love Sea Yourself

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