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The poet’s words are the echoes of the eternal.
We die containing a richness of lovers and tribes, tastes we have swallowed, bodies we have plunged into and swum up as if rivers of wisdom, characters we have climbed into as if trees, fears we have hidden in as if caves.
La literatura nos permite entender el mundo desde otras perspectivas.
我们都欠死亡一条生命。