Pablo Neruda — "You are the silence in which I burn."
You are the silence in which I burn.
You are the silence in which I burn.
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"I have gone marking the atlas of your body with crosses of fire."
"I grew up in this town, my poetry was born between the hill and the river, it took its voice from the rain, and like the timber, it steeped itself in the forests."
"Poetry is an act of peace. Peace goes into the making of a poet as flour goes into the making of bread."
"Someday, somewhere - anywhere, unfailingly, you'll find yourself, and that, and only that, can be the happiest or bitterest hour of your life."
"The poetry of the earth is never dead."
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