I am not jealous
of what came before me.
Come with a man
on your shoulders,
come with a hundred men in your hair,
come with a thousand men between your breasts and your feet...
Bring them all
to where i am waiting for you;
we shall always be alone,
we shall always be you and I
Alone on earth,
to start our life !
Pablo Neruda
Poem - Rivalry
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on
February 02, 2020
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