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Pine Forest

Let us go now into the forest.

Trees will pass by your face,and I will stop and offer you to them,but they cannot bend down.

The night watches over its creatures,except for the pine trees that never change:the old wounded springs that springblessed gum, eternal afternoons.

If they could, the trees would lift youand carry you from valley to valley,and you would pass from arm to arm,a child runningfrom father to father.

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Gabriela Mistral

Gabriela Mistral, seudónimo de Lucila Godoy Alcayaga​ (Vicuña, 7 de abril de 1889-Nueva York, 10 de enero de 1957), fue una poeta, diplomática y…

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