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While I'm Writing, I'm Far Away; And When I Come Back, I've Gone.
-Pablo Neruda
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While I'm Writing, I'm Far Away; And
Pablo Neruda
While I'm Writing, I'm Far Away; And When I Come Back, I've Gone.
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