joanwatsuns: then the little drops of anguish will all run together,the smoke that roams looking for a home will driftinto me, choking my lost heart.

joanwatsuns: then the little drops of anguish will all run together,the smoke that

joanwatsuns: then the little drops of anguish will all run together,the smoke that roams looking for a home will driftinto me, choking my lost heart. - Pablo Neruda ◆

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