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Слушать(AI)The Bridge
Between now and now,between I am and you are,the word bridge.
Entering ityou enter yourself:the world connectsadn closes like a ring.
From one bank to another,there is alwaysa body stretched:a rainbow.
I'll sleep beneath its arches.
Octavio Paz
Octavio Paz Lozano (March 31, 1914 – April 19, 1998) was a Mexican poet and diplomat. For his body of work, he was awarded the 1981 Miguel de Ce
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