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I’m not me but living matter fermenting and forming its own shapes in the fruitfulness of every day.

Pablo Neruda

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
Tonight I can write the saddest lines I loved her, and sometimes she loved me too.
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Break Up I Love You Misisng Night Sad Writing
The birds of night peck at the first stars that flash like my soul when I love you.
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Bird Couple Girlfriend I Love You Valentine Wife
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
A book, a book full of human touches, of shirts, a book without loneliness, with men and tools, a book is victory.
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Book Human Loneliness Tool Touch Victory
If nothing saves us from death, at least love should save us from life.
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Death Life Love Save
By night, Love, tie your heart to mine, and the two together in their sleep will defeat the darkness.
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Darkness Defeat Heart Love Myself Night Sleep Togetherness
You are like night, calmed, constellated. Your silence is star-like, as distant, as true.
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Constellation Couple Distance Night Stars True Valentine
Love is the mystery of water and a star.
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Love Mystery One Liner Stars Water
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
I want to do to you what spring does with the cherry trees.
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Cherry Couple Love Romantic Spring Tree
Like them you are tall and taciturn, and you are sad, all at once, like a voyage.
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Sad Voyage
To feel the affection that comes from those whom we do not know, widens out the boundaries of our being, and unites all living things.
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Affection Boundary Feeling Live Love United
I’m not me but living matter fermenting and forming its own shapes in the fruitfulness of every day.
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Fruit Live Matter Positive Shape
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
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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Night Sleep Wake Up

I’m not me but living matter fermenting and forming its own shapes in the fruitfulness of every day.

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