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And when you appear all the rivers sound in my body, bells shake the sky, and a hymn fills the world.

Pablo Neruda

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 am a book of snow, a spacious hand, an open meadow, a circle that waits, I belong to the earth and its winter.
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Book Earth Hands Snow Winter
In one kiss, you’ll know all I haven’t said.
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Couple Kiss Romantic
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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Children Forever Live Lost Man Missing Play
Conspirators in pajamas who exchange deep kisses for passwords.
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Conservation Couple exchange Kiss Pajama Password
Green was the silence, wet was the light, the month of June trembled like a butterfly.
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Butterfly Green Light Nature Silence
Everything is so alive, that I can be alive. Without moving I can see it all. In your life I see everything that lives.
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Alive Inspirational Life Live Positive
For me writing is like breathing. I could not live without breathing and I could not live without writing.
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Breathe Live Writing
Everything is ceremony in the wild garden of childhood.
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Ceremony Childhood Garden Wild
To feel the love of people whom we love is a fire that feeds our life.
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Feed Feeling Fire Life Love People
We are dust and to dust return. In the end we’re neither air, nor fire, nor water, just dirt, neither more nor less, just dirt, and maybe some yellow flowers.
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Air Couple Dirt Dust Fire Flower Return Water
You can cut all the flowers but you cannot keep spring from coming.
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Come Cut Flower Healing Inspirational Spring
Love is a clash of lightnings
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Clash Light Love One Liner
He who does not travel, who does not read, who does not listen to music, who does not find grace in himself, she who does not find grace in herself, dies slowly.
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Book Die Finding Grace Himself Listen Music Rading Travel
The night is shattered, and the blue stars shiver in the distance.
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Blue Distance Missing Night Shatter Shiver Stars

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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