Don’t Go Far Off, Not Even For A Day…. by Pablo Neruda

Don’t go far off, not even for a day, because —because — I don’t know how to say it: a day is longand I will be waiting for you, as in an empty stationwhen the trains are parked off somewhere else, asleep. Don’t leave me, even for an hour, becausethen the little drops of anguishContinue reading “Don’t Go Far Off, Not Even For A Day…. by Pablo Neruda”

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