Pablo Neruda
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You know how this is: if I look at the crystal moon, at the red branch of the slow autumn at my window, if I touch near the fire the impalpable ash or the wrinkled body of the log, everything carries me to you, as if everything that exists, aromas, light, metals, were little boats that sail toward those isles of yours that wait for me. ✨ Pablo Neruda (2009). The Captain's Verses/Los Versos Del Capitan, p.77, New Directions Publishing

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