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| I'm coming, I'm coming, wait up, stones! |
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| Sometimes, some tone or season, |
| we are able to be together, or to be one, |
| to live, to die in this great hush |
| of hardness, mother of all glow. |
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| Sometimes flowing |
| through volcano's fire or river's arbor |
| or fresh air's faithful circulars |
| or stuck trek through the snow |
| or caked dust in the desert |
| regions, metallic |
| dustcloud, |
| or even farther, the polar father of stone, |
| icy sapphire, |
| Antarctica: |
| in this point or port or birth or death |
| we shall be stone, borderless night, |
| unbending love, unending brilliance, |
| eternal light, buried fire, |
| pride condemned to its intensity: |
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the only star that is ours.
STONES OF THE SKY - NERUDA |
