And I, infinitesimal being, drunk with the great starry void, likenes…

Pablo Neruda
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And I, infinitesimal being, drunk with the great starry void, likeness, image of mystery, I felt myself a pure part of the abyss, I wheeled with the stars, my heart broke loose on the wind. ✨ Pablo Neruda (1990). Selected Poems, p.459, Houghton Mifflin Harcourt
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And I, infinitesimal being, drunk with the great starry void, likeness, image of mystery, I felt myself a pure part of the abyss, I wheeled with the stars, my heart broke loose on the wind. ✨ Pablo Neruda (1990). Selected Poems, p.459, Houghton Mifflin Harcourt

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And I, infinitesima­l being, drunk with the great starry void, likeness, image of mystery, I felt myself a pure part of the abyss, I wheeled with the stars, my heart broke loose on the wind. ✨ Pablo Neruda (1990). Selected Poems, p.459, Houghton Mifflin Harcourt

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And I, infinitesimal being, drunk with the great starry void, likeness, image of mystery, I felt myself a pure part of the abyss, I wheeled with the stars, my heart broke loose on the wind. ✨ Pablo Neruda (1990). Selected Poems, p.459, Houghton Mifflin Harcourt