One pillar holding up consolations And don’t bother telling me anything And so? The pale metalloid heals you? I have a terrible fear of being an anim… - Pablo Neruda
" "One pillar holding up consolations
And don’t bother telling me anything
And so? The pale metalloid heals you?
I have a terrible fear of being an animal.
And what if after so many words,
The anger that breaks a man down into boys.
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About Pablo Neruda
Pablo Neruda (born Ricardo Eliécer Neftalí Reyes Basoalto; 12 July 1904 – 23 September 1973) was a Chilean poet-diplomat and politician who won the 1971 Nobel Prize in Literature. Neruda became known as a poet when he was 13 years old, and wrote in a variety of styles, including surrealist poems, historical epics, overtly political manifestos, a prose autobiography, and passionate love poems such as the ones in his collection Twenty Love Poems and a Song of Despair (1924).
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Alternative Names:
Nieh-lu-ta
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Pamplo Nerouda
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Neftalí Ricardo Reyes
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Bāblū Nīrūdā
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Neftalí Ricardo Reyes Basoalto
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Nieluda
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Neftali Ricardo Reyes Basoalto
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Neftali Reyes Basualto
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Neftali Reyes Basoalto
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Neftali Ricardo Reyes
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Neftalí Reyes Basualto
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Pāplō Nerūda
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Neftalí Reyespeneto
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Well, now
If little by little you stop loving me
I shall stop loving you
Little by little
If suddenly you forget me
Do not look for me
For I shall already have forgotten you
If you think it long and mad the wind of banners that passes through my life
And you decide to leave me at the shore of the heart where I have roots
Remember
That on that day, at that hour, I shall lift my arms
And my roots will set off to seek another land
I love you without knowing how, or when,or from where. I love you simply, without problems or pride: I love you in this way because I do not know any other way of loving but this, in which there is no I or you, so intimate that your hand upon my chest is my hand, so intimate that when I fall asleep your eyes close.
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