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9 min 6 sec
I Feel Myself
artistry 2
"Your body - from what substances// agate, quartz, ears of wheat,// did it flow, was it gathered,// rising like bread// in the warmth,// and signalling hills// silvered,// valleys of a single petal, sweetnesses// of velvet depth,// until the pure, fine, form of woman// thickened// and rested there?" - Pablo Neruda
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