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Octavio Paz - Last Dawn
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Your hair is lost in the forest,

your feet touching mine.

Asleep you are bigger than the night,

but your dream fits within this room.

How much we are who are so little!

Outside a taxi passes

with its load of ghosts.

The river that runs by

                                                is always

running back.

 

Will tomorrow be another day?
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