jeudi 19 novembre 2015

Olga Orozco (A priceless argentine poet)

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I, Olga Orozco, from your heart I say everyone I die.
I have loved solitude, the heroic perduration of every faith,
the leisure when strange animals and fabulous plants grow,
the shade of a great time that flowed between misteries and hallucinations,
and also the small trembling of the candles in the nightfall.
My story is in my hands and in the hands with others engraved them.
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Olga Orozco (A priceless argentine poet)

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