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ОглавлениеFor Lorenzo
“as if suddenly the roots I had left behind
cried out to me, the land I had lost with my childhood –
and I stopped, wounded by the wandering scent.”
Pablo Neruda
For Lorenzo
“as if suddenly the roots I had left behind
cried out to me, the land I had lost with my childhood –
and I stopped, wounded by the wandering scent.”
Pablo Neruda
