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Beyond my body my veins are invisible.

Antonio Porchia

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Antonio Porchia
Age: 81 †
Born: 1886
Born: November 25
Died: 1968
Died: November 6
Aphorist
Poet
Writer
Beyond
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Body
Chakra
Veins
Invisible

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