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Pablo Neruda quote #492 from Still Another Day

Each in the most hidden sack keptthe lost jewels of memoryintense love secret nights and permanent kissesthe fragment of public or private happiness.A few the wolves collected thighsother men loved the dawn scratchingmountain ranges or ice floes locomotives numbers.For me happiness was to share singingpraising cursing crying with a thousand eyes.I ask forgiveness for my bad waysmy life had no use on earth.
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