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Love, love, the clouds went up the tower of the sky

like triumphant washerwomen, and it all
like triumphant washerwomen, and it all
glowed in blue, all like a single star, (Pablo Neruda, trans. Stephen Tapscott)
glowed in blue, all like a single star, (Pablo Neruda, trans. Stephen Tapscott)

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