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| Wild strawberry blossoms |
In fog again, world
without horizon; you are seized
by the smallest things.
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To Che Guevara
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To Che Guevara(A translation of a Julio Cortázar poem) We never metbut it
didn’t matter.I had a brotherwho went into the hillswhile I slept.I loved
him in ...
Nice picture!
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