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Tonight I can write the saddest lines I loved her, and sometimes she loved me too.
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Only a burning patience will lead to the attainment of a splendid happiness.
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Perhaps the earth can teach us As when everything seems dead And later proves to be alive.
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In love, you have loosened yourself like seawater.
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Your wide eyes are the only light I know from extinguished constellations.
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Love, what a long way, to arrive at a kiss.
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But from each crime are born bullets that will one day seek out in you where the heart lies.
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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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Love is a war of lightning, and two bodies ruined by a single sweetness.
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Joyful, joyful, joyful, as only dogs know how to be happy with only the autonomy of their shameless spirit.
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A child who does not play is not a child, but the man who doesn’t play has lost forever the child who lived in him and who he will miss terribly.
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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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I love you as certain dark things are to be loved, in secret, between the shadow and the soul.
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I was the owner of my own darkness.
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When I sleep every night, what am I called or not called? And when I wake, who am I if I was not I while I slept?
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