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The Dead Woman

If suddenly you do not exist,if suddenly you no longer live,

I shall live on.

I do not dare,

I do not dare to write it,if you die.

I shall live on.

For where a man has no voice,there, my voice.

Where blacks are beaten,

I cannot be dead.

When my brothers go to prisonI shall go with them.

When victory,not my victory,but the great victory comes,even though I am mute I must speak;

I shall see it come even though I am blind.

No, forgive me.

If you no longer live,if you, beloved, my love,if you have died,all the leaves will fall in my breast,it will rain on my soul night and day,the snow will burn my heart,

I shall walk with frost and fire and death and snow,my feet will want to walk to where you are sleeping, butI shall stay alive,because above all things you wanted me indomitable,and, my love, because you know that I am not only a manbut all mankind.

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Ricardo Eliécer Neftalí Reyes Basoalto (12 July 1904 – 23 September 1973), better known by his pen name and, later, legal name Pablo Neruda (/nə…

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