Desert ahead
Have you ever felt sand slip away through your fingers? As though it had a will of its own? As...
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Have you ever felt sand slip away through your fingers? As though it had a will of its own? As...
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Something about the door made me want to stop and stare. White against white, windows on either...
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Pablo Neruda, Love Sonnet XXXVI