"Return me, oh sun,
to my wild destiny,
rain of the ancient wood...
I want to go back to being what I have not been,
and learn to go back from such deeps
that amongst all natural things
I could live or not live; it does not matter,
to be one stone more, the dark stone,
the pure stone which the river bears away."
--Pablo Neruda--
to my wild destiny,
rain of the ancient wood...
I want to go back to being what I have not been,
and learn to go back from such deeps
that amongst all natural things
I could live or not live; it does not matter,
to be one stone more, the dark stone,
the pure stone which the river bears away."
--Pablo Neruda--
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