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Not that I want to be a god or a hero. Just to change into a tree, grow for ages, not hurt anyone.

Czeslaw Milosz

Do you know how it is when one wakes at night suddenly and asks, listening to the pounding heart: what more do you want, insatiable?
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Fear Listening Night Wake Up Yourself
I knew that I would speak in the language of the vanquished No more durable than old customs, family rituals, Christmas tinsel, and once a year the hilarity of carols.
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Custom Durable Language Myself
Love means to look at yourself The way one looks at distant things For you are only one thing among many.
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Distant Love Way Yourself
I’ve always regretted that I’m made of contradictions. But, if contradiction is impossible to overcome, we have to accept both its ends.
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Acceptance End Impossible Regret
The purpose of poetry is to remind us / how difficult it is to remain just one person.
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Difficult Oneself Person Poetry Purpose Reminder
The death of a man is like the fall of a mighty nation That had valiant armies, captains, and prophets, And wealthy ports and ships all over the seas.
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Death Nation Sea Wealth
Not that I want to be a god or a hero. Just to change into a tree, grow for ages, not hurt anyone.
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God Growth Hero Hurt Transformation
In a room where people unanimously maintain a conspiracy of silence, one word of truth sounds like a pistol shot.
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Anonymous Gun People Room Sound Truth Word
The history of my stupidity would fill many volumes.
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History Myself Stupidity Volume
The living owe it to those who no longer can speak to tell their story for them.
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Live Speak Story Talk Tribute
A true opium of the people is a belief in nothingness after death – the huge solace of thinking that for our betrayals, greed, cowardice, murders we are not going to be judged.
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Belief Betrayal Death Judgement People Theory Thinking True
If I am all mankind, are they themselves without me?
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Kind Man Myself
What is this enigmatic impulse that does not allow one to settle down in the achieved, the finished? I think it is a quest for reality.
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Achievement Allow Finish Oneself Reality Settle Thinking
A true opium of the people is a belief in nothingness after death.
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Belief Death People True
It’s true that what is morbid is highly valued today, and so you may think that I am only joking or that I’ve devised just one more means of praising Art with the help of irony.
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Art Day Irony Myself Praise Thinking True Value
You see how I try To reach with words What matters most And how I fail.
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Failure Myself Reach Try

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