For a moment

You take my bread, the air but does not take away your smile... heavy is my struggle, and come back with eyes tired at times had seen the land that does not change...My love, darkest hour you widen your smile, and if suddenly you see my blood stains the stones of the road laughing... near the sea in autumn, your laughter must raise its cascade of foam..you laugh at this clumsy boy who loves you, but when I open my eyes and they close it, when my steps go, when my steps return, deny me bread, air, light, spring, but your smile never, because I might die. P.Neruda
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