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Sometimes I recognize myself in others. I recognize myself in those who will endure, friends who shelter me, beautiful holy fools of justice and flying creatures of beauty and other bums and vagrants who walk the earth and will continue walking, just as the stars will continue in the night and the waves in the sea. Then, when I recognize myself in them, I am the air, coming to know myself as part of the wind.

I think it was Vallejo, Cesar Vallejo, who said that sometimes the wind changes its air.

When I am no longer, the wind will be, will continue being.

—Eduardo Galeano